I'm absolutely exhausted. We spent all day out in the sun, climbing hills and searching for pre-hispanic stuff. I loved it, but it completely drained me. I got myself a lovely sunburn (not too bad, but still a burn) and really got my high altitude exercise. At my highest point today, I think I was at a little over 3400m above sea level. Everything around here is really high up, though. It is the Andes, after all.

I'm really intrigued by these expeditions we're going on. We're still trying to connect the dots, so to speak, on the Inca road. Ross has a number of friends in the area who say they know where the old road is and we're going to take a day each week to investigate. We've been studying maps and relating what the map says to what the people say then we'll go out and physically check if it all connects. It's a big, nerdy puzzle and we just love it.

But for now, I'm just tired. I think it'll be an early night tonight.