10. Descending on the smoky mountain of Machu Picchu.
It was dawn. We woke at 3 and started hiking at 5. As the sun shone through, we curled around the trail leading up to the sun gate. It was cloudy and we couldn’t see the famed ruin. So we climbed down the final stretch of trail with the dissipating fog slowly lifting as we closed in. The puffs surrounded the city with sun shining through and we arrived.
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