Imagine a winding journey up the mountains. Make it last 6 hours. Do it as fast as you can taking every opportunity to overtake (and some occasions I wouldn't necessarily call opportunities, but heck let's try and get passed him anyway). Leave the windows open for the whole trip and play very loud Peruvian music unceasingly. Oh, and did I mention altitude sickness?
But we got through despite the lanslides of last weekend from the worst rain for 30 years, and here we are as happy as sandboys preparing for HOTS mark 2 in San Jeronimo.
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