When we left the stadium after the game there were plenty of people on the streets. The neighbors opened their windows to sell grilled meat and the entire street smelled of meat and smoke.
At exactly seven thirty Simathay appeared in the lobby. He seemed ready to move but we were not yet. In the end he pushed us to hurry up to avoid the crowds at the gate so that we left immediately.
We walked almost every alley in Cusco, stunned by its beauty and ignoring the developing altitude thickness, which resulted in the most horrible night of our lives. |
