Greetings from Peru

Greetings and salutations from Cusco! The boys and I found an internet room, and this is our wacky treat at the end of our long, adventure-filled days. For about 30 cents American, we can play on the internet for about an hour. HOW COOL IS THAT???

I'll tell you: VERY.

And so here I am. We just finished one of the most incredible meals ever, complete with capuccino and creme brulee, and now I sit typing this missive. What a day. What a trip! So far we've:

- Gone white water rafting in the Andes
- Gone horseback riding in the Sacred Valley
- Walked all over, around, on and through pre-Incan ruins
- Seen traditional dancers in full, colorful garb
- Enjoyed Pollo a la Brasas like no other
AND
- Seen a llama be sacrificed. As in dead, entrails lifted overhead as the sky opened up and began to hail.

Seriously. I'd like to see any of you bastards top my week. In fact, the week isn't even over yet. There is the market at Pisac tomorrow, and more ruins, then off to Machu Picchu on Monday.

After the cruel ridiculousness that was my previous week, I am so glad to be away and off experiencing life outside the small fishbowl. And away from some of the stinkier fish.

Breathe. Let go. Live.

There is beauty here like no other I've experienced. There is kindness here that my life was sorely missing. There is adventure here, whispered, breathed, shouted, said in awe-filled breathy hushes-- amazing, unrepeatable, unbeatable ADVENTURE-filled days with my two beautiful sons. Our constant enjoyment and the familiarity one another's company are constant gifts we give to eachother. They are such good traveling companions, such kind people. A trip like this is an eye-opener, and it is truly a bright blessing to behold as my two young sons come to understand how rare this trip is.

Breathe. Live.