After the evening rain the skies are clear and the weather is beautiful this morning.
Couple of hours into the day here it is – the official start of the Interoceanic Highway. It felt good to finally see a road sign with this name on it after riding more than 1,000 kilometers!
On the way up I started feeling cold and sweaty, and I knew that it was because of the descent in the previous day.
The way down was not so nice, and during the last couple of hours I was feeling sick and was just praying that the day ends. All of a sudden I take the last curve, and I see the impressive peaks of Ausangate, a sacred mountain for the Inca, where thousands of Quechua pilgrims gather each year for the Quyllur Rit’I (Star snow) celebration.
I was in constant awe for the next hours when looking at the mountain, but as it is there since times immemorial, of course the locals were graciously ignoring it.
I found accommodation in a nice hostel run by a local lady, who said that the Interoceanic Highway is good for her business, as now there are more tourists coming to Tinke, and the time to get to Cusco is so much shorter (less than two hours compared to half a day before). When I went to bed I realized I have a bit of a cold, so I decided to stay here one day to recover and be fit before the final assault – Abra Pirhuayani here I come!