To reach the top of Huayna Picchu Mountain was hard. One and half hour of rocks and steps carved into the mountains at the Inca times. Some parts with a metal line to hold but most of the time had to rely only on my feet and legs.
Luckily there was Satu with me. Without him I wqould never reach the top safely, nor I would come down safely.
It was rainy and foggy and the steps were slippery.
This was a very hard and in a way hazardous experience.
Thank you Satu!
The feelings I had when I could see Machu Picchu from up there were huge. So big that I my hearth could not hold them and I had to burst into tears.
I made it. I was there.
Once again beyond my limits because the whole world can be Yellow!
