By the time Friday rolled
around, Alan and I had seen just about all we needed to see of Cusco. So we went
to Maras, a small town about an hour and a half away by colectivo. From there, we took a taxi to neighboring Moray and
Salineras.
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| This red flag indicates that chicha is for sale here. Alan is pumped about trying the stuff, but I can't say I join in his excitement. It's corn beer that's fermented by human saliva. (Un)Fortunately, we didn't see any flags while NOT on a bus, so we haven't had the opportunity to try it yet. |
Moray is known for its
circular terraces. When reading about it, I thought there was only one circle
of terraces, but there were at least 3. No one is certain why the terraces were
built this way, but the strongest theory is that the Quechua people were
experimenting with raising various crops at different heights and temperatures;
the rumor is that the levels can vary up to 5 degrees!
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| Terraces at Moray |
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| Another round terrace at Moray |
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| How did those short Quechua people climb these enormous steps between terrace levels while carrying huge sacks of produce on their backs? They're stronger people than I am, that's for sure. |
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| Aesthetically-pleasing steps |
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| Farmland around Moray |
Our next stop, Salineras,
is known for its salt mines. Streams of salt water run through here, and the
pools are built so that when the water evaporates, piles of salt are left
behind. This water is so warm and salty. I stuck my hand in it to test the
temperature, and had my own personal salt lick until my next hand washing.
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| Salt pools |
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| Salt crystals |
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| Salty stream |
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| Salt, salt, salt! |
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