We walked down to Pisac from the ruins above the city, with the sun warming the thin mountain air. The smell of juniper rose up, mingling with golden wheat grass and sweet wild flowers.
View overlooking the Inka citadel at Pisac
Inka terraces
View down the Sacred Valley from just above the modern village of Pisac
View down the Sacred Valley from just above the modern village of Pisac
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