"Valicha lisa pasñari,niñachay de veras, maypiñas tupanki? Qusqu uraykunapiniñachay de veras maqt’ata suwachkan."
I recall my memorable days of Cuzco being a little too cold for my boney structure. The altitude tranced along my head as I consciously spinner around this unakwardly small city. Coca Tea Time has been mandatory as I made those traveller glimpse at those happy faces,. She caught my eye, her rose cheeks and her cheerful smile as I roam around this unknown city.