Chinchero was not originally a part of the plan, but after leaving my prized 100 mm f/2.8 macro lens in a drawer back in our Cuzco hostel (I blame the brain-fart on the altitude…) we had to return with the tour group we were with, and this was a stop on the way back to the city.
It was truly one of those great mistakes, an unexpected detour; and it turned out being one of my favorite parts of the trip.
It surpassed expectations.
People die. People you love will die. YOU will one day die.
Not a revolutionary thought, nor overly insightful, yet something we tend to forget from day to day.
You can even be prepared for a death, and then when it actually happens, it totally catches you off guard.
Death, prepared or unprepared, is difficult. Continue reading Ramblings on Death and Images from Peru
Ok, I got a bit sidetracked with life, but I’m back, and we’re back to the Machu Picchu journey. Continue reading Tipón
Ok, so Písaq really took my breath away, but I just had to start out this phlog with that boy´s face, whom I photographed at the ruins.
The Sacred Valley. Continue reading El Valle Sagrado
Inca construction is so precise, so well made, that to this day it is still impossible to even fit a piece of paper between two stones.
What a cool city, way up high in the Andes Mountains, so rich in culture and history. Continue reading Cusco
I think more so than the magnificent, literally awe-inspiring Inca ruins, it was the people that got me. I mean, they’re just fascinating! Their clothes, customs, conduct…everything about them!
El Norte Grande. The altiplano, where like anywhere, the natives were here long before the lines were drawn. They’re hard people, built for a life of harsh conditions, but they´re also so very lovely. One thing for sure, Western culture definitely has a heavy hand in their lives. This is unavoidable. Continue reading Volcán Isluga
Photos of Colchane, a little Chilean town on the Chile-Bolivia border in El Norte Grande.
So high, that when I did this: Continue reading 4,351 Meters Above Sea Level
Two things:
1. The region is gorgeous.
Chimbarongo, a place that has my heart. Continue reading My second home.
You see, I have tirelessly lugged my tripod to and from Chimbarongo many a time, always in anticipation of a brilliant night sky, yet always looking up to nothing but a dull dark grey. So I am being whole-heartedly honest in telling you that I cannot accurately describe my excitement upon seeing the vineyards dazzled in starlight. Like a kid at Christmas really… Continue reading A Chimbarongo Night, Exposed.
THAT´S ( ↑ ) amore…
I must admit, leaving behind long, hot, sunny summer days for grey, snow and cold, well, thank goodness it’s to be with family and friends…
I learned at too young of an age that life is short. Since then, I´ve continually learned that life is sweet, so very sweet. For that, I am forever grateful. For that, I randomly hopped on a plane and went to Quepos, Costa Rica. You only live once.
Continue reading Pura Vida Mae
Welcome to Costa Rica.
Just a peak…
