In one final moment amidst the ruins of the ancient, mist enshrouded Incan city of Machu Picchu our little group huddled together for the last time. As a group of stunned Peruvian children looked on we spontaniously broke into a rousing rendition of the Hokey Pokey. Sadly, no photographic evidence exists of this ritual. It was truly a serendipitous moment.
Thus ended our trek to Machu Picchu. There were still mountains to climb and jungles to explore. But, for this small group the quest had ended.
From wherever our individual members came and to wherever we would go, at Machu Picchu we had turned ourselves around.
And that's what it's all about...
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