I’ve never planned to spent such a long time in Cusco, an old city in the Andean mountains, which was the capital of the Incas at its time. Nowadays it is a very touristic city and the main base to reach lots of Perus sights. Cusco is about 3.400 meters high, so these days in the Peruvian winter it’s quite cold at night, during the day the sun offers some heat. There’s usually no heating in Cusco, so I’ve slept every night in warm clothes under lots of blankets. And if there was hot water at the shower, I was very lucky. After I returned from Machu Picchu, I finally got a flu and had to revitalize myself for a couple of days (with lots of coca tea), before I was able to hike the Rainbow Mountain. Now an enduring strike of Peruvian teachers often cripples all ways of transport. I’ve heard many stories about the general disgrace in Peru. One more time I’m so grateful to live my privileged German life.