Backpack Full of SunshineA travel blog of a boy following his dream and embarking on a four year backpacking sabbatical around the world

Peru

Moray

The crop circles in Moray were probably one of the cooler ruins in the valley. Off of what little I gathered from the guide near me, Inca farmers experimented various crops here throughout the seasons. Each elevated platform was meant to be a testing/growing site of some sort to experiment optimal conditions attributing to the best yields (or it’s an evil human...

Maras and the Salt Flats

5/13/14 I spent last night in Urubamba and really wish I hadn’t. More of a bus hub for the surrounding sites, it didn’t have the same magical feel as do those other quaint little towns in the Sacred Valley. I arrived early in the evening and it seemed that everything was either closed for the day or closed permanently. I passed on the first hostel since 40 soles...

Pisac

5/12/14 As I sip on this surprising satisfying double espresso in this cute coffee shop overlooking the central plaza, I am starting to realize the irony of precisely what I am doing at this very moment… reading, or trying to read Catch 22 above the Pisac Tuesday Market is well, a catch 22 all in itself. A part of me wanted to put a good dent in this book and follow...

Sacsayhuaman and ruins near Cuzco

5/10/18 The ruin tour took us around a few sites on the outskirt of the city. My favorite was by far Sacsayhuaman. Retaining approximately 10% of its original scale, it used to be the largest temple in all of South America. It’s a shame that only the foundation remained, and it was hard to imagine its former glory in full scale and original colors. But trust me, what...

Cuzco

5/11/14 Of course my cheap old self jotted down the transportation cost for each leg all the way from the Capital… Lima to Ica – 23 S, Ica to Nazca – 11 S, Nazca to Arequipa – 70 S, Arequipa to Puno – 20 S, Puno to Cuzco – 35 S. So, fourth day in Cuzco, and I can already see myself lingering here for a couple of more weeks. Since my first coca tea...

Lake Titicaca, and the Floating Islands.

5/7/14 More of necessity than indulgence, hostel breakies are generally nothing more than stuffing down some empty calories in a budget backpacker’s morning routine. Our hosts in Puno sure had a different idea. Still half asleep and expecting the usual toasts and jam, Sarah and I woke up to a huge spread of bread, eggs, assorted cheeses, ham, avocado, fresh fruits...

Puno, Feria de las Alasitas

5/4/14 After devouring one last epic banana pancake at the hostel, I said goodbye to Kenny and the gang, and hopped on a 10:30am bus to Puno with Sarah. It was a long ride, but the view was superb. The landscape was getting more and more sublime as we moved onto the Peruvian Highland. The bus pulled into Puno around 4:30 in the afternoon. The guest house Sarah and I...

Arequipa, Monastery Santa Catalina

5/3/14 Kenny was in the mood to kick it back at the hostel, so I teamed up with another lad to roam around downtown my first night back in Arequipa. Kia was a 20 year old South African; tall, handsome, and very soft spoken. The Wild Rover Hostel party was a bust. There were way too many dudes, and the 3 Israeli girls we chatted with weren’t too promising. (They...

Colca Canyon

4/29/14 Within the first hour, Kenny and I looked at each other, and realized the heck of a challenge we volunteered ourselves into. The going was unforgiving, the air was parched, and the sun was scorching. It seemed only hours ago that we were negotiating with vibrantly dressed ladies selling souvenirs and chatting with friendly locals in a homey restaurant. And...

Cruz del Condor

4/28/14 I got up early around 6:30. Eh oh, Kenny looked visibly upset. Apparently the Israeli guys in his room decided to pack their sacks at 3 in the morning, with the light on. I spoke to the same fellas the night before, and remembered them being super charming. That’s too bad. Well, since Kenny was still pretty groggy, and I am always a fat kid by heart. We...