Machu Picchu

We arrived at Machu Picchu on the winter solstice. We were the first to arrive at the ruins, and Rauol knew exactly where to take us; we literally had the best seat in the house. After about an hour, the place was crawling with people toting cameras with huge telephoto lenses.

Just before the sun rose, we waited in quiet anticipation of the amazing event. It is incredible to think that all this was built in 1450 by people who did not have horses, the wheel, or a written language.

The sun rose over the eastern mountain.

Then, the sun rays shone directly though the window on the Sun Temple. It only happens once a year, so I was thrilled to be able to see it.