Okay, a little more than two weeks. But traveling solo in any underdeveloped country can be the most insane/happiest/depressing thing anyone can do. So many extremes, both high and low.
Since I arrived in Peru on the 16th of October, I´ve completed a large array of things, both touristy, and non-touristy. The worst part; spending 4 days alone in a shitty hostel with no one to talk to because of food poisoning. Meh. Did Machi Picchu yesterday, and although the fees were astronomical compared to the rest of SudAmerica, it was worth it. Machu Picchu IS the most beautiful place on earth. Nothing Ive seen has come close. It was well worth the $40 entrance fee. (And the $9 I spent on overpriced water)
Above all else, backpacking is an addiction. Being able to land someplace anywhere in the world, with no friends, no roots, and honestly, no one you can really trust. For some its a giant party, for others a touristy experience, for some its everything and more. One thing is certain; it takes a certain mind-frame.
I´m a moderate traveler. I did 2 and a half months in Asia at the beginning of the year. I did a school trip to Europe (overpriced and really boring, with really really boring people).
I meet workaholics here on their two weeks vacation, and I meet the hardcore crowd, who disappear for up to two years on an extended holiday, although this type typically never reveals their finances. I suspect independent wealth.
Currently, Im in Puno, Peru. A sleepy, touristy southern town close to Bolivia, which is probably my destination tomorrow!
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