Anything Che Can Do I Can Do Better

However, while reading The Motorcycle Diaries, I did discover one thing I can hold over Che:
He took the train to Machu Picchu. I hiked four days through the Andes to get there.
That's me there in the picture, on the left-hand side, carrying all my gear.
My hiking partner was Alison, the very same friend with whom I now write Haiku By Two.
We made this trip back in 1998.
When people ask me to name the things I've accomplished in my life for which I'm most proud, this trip, this four-day hike, always tops the list. It was hard!
Che, with his notorious asthma, perhaps could not have followed this trail. But I did. And I would never give up the experience.
Labels: Che, My Reading List, My Travel Connections, South America
4 Comments:
Oh wow. I'd forgotten how huge those backpacks were! Funny the hike up was physically the hardest but I remember my hardest day was the descent down - all those steep stone steps. I remember being afraid that I was going to fall and knock my teeth out. What a strange thing to fear!
I also remember feeling that the entire hike was just as beautiful and mesmerizing as the end result. Remember finding the mini machu-pichu? The day before our last day? That was so cool. In the middle of nowhere surrounded by all that green...
What I so enjoyed about going back through that photo album, were the pictures we took of ourselves with either our thumbs up or thumbs down as to how we were physically feeling at that moment.
There were, by far, more thumbs down pictures then thumbs up.
Oddly, though, once we got to MP, we stopped taking thumbs up/down pictures and are just smiling like crazy.
I guess, in the end, we were feeling good.
Hmmm, Che might have taken a tougher route to Cuba though...
well, that's true. I just flew to Havana whereas he bushwacked his way there.
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