As agreed on the eve we were waiting at 10.30 clock at San Blas on the reserved by Gregory taxi. As at 10.45 clock still no taxi showed up, I logged myself short by a data roaming into Facebook and promptly had a message there. The telephone number of the taxi did not work and why they would arrive at 11.00 clock and the San Blas.
In fact, they came shortly after and we looked for a taxi. Miguel, a friendly taxi driver agreed to drive us for 120 S to the Salinas and Sacsayhuaman (Saqsaywaman). Miguel proved to be a fluke. He knew very much to talk about during the ride to Maras to the Salinas and we could ask him all sorts.
Shortly before we arrived at the Salinas, it stopped raining and we went down the little road to the salt terraces. Numerous terraces were on the slopes, all of which are fed by a small stream. The brook led warm water and this tasted very salty. How do you know it is not certain. What is certain is that it has a constant amount of water. The individual terraces are all privately owned and passed down within families. The white color of the salt is much intensiever in August, because there the water evaporates faster. The water-carrying brooks will run into countless water channels, and depending on the needs of a basin is open or closed. The Salinas Been to Inca times in operation.
After the tour we headed back to Cusco to the entrance of the temple complex Saqsaywaman. Even if the admission was expensive, I could not miss these buildings. All we had ever seen on stone walls, was placed herewith in the shade. There are stones that weigh 200 tons and were brought here from a place 20 km. Without Radtechnik, since they are not among the Incas was present. Nevertheless, these blocks nestle together as if they were from a kit. And who hiefte together this? That this is a technique required, which the Incas and is well guarded against the Spaniards arriving just as well hidden for me without question.
Cuzco was called the navel of the world, making it the focal point and most important place in the Inca Empire. The whole system looks the way from the air like a puma head and the former roads formed the body of the animal.
Full of wonder, we left the plant again and walked back to the hostel. Helene's disease reported already back in the facility and she was breathing unnaturally fast. To the hostel we could only walk very slowly, so the oxygen could not reach the body cells.
Hardly in a hostel in a quiet position and she recovered relatively quickly.
At 20.00 we met us in Jack's clock with G & G to the last delicious dinner in Cusco to enjoy with a glass of wine. Afterwards we all went into our four cozy hostel and sat with Miguel, the head of the San Pedro and Thayse dream trip together until our eyes almost fell to. So we went to bed after midnight.
