The Worst Month Of My Life

I was in Cusco, Peru, in late April, with around 10 days left before I planned to head north to Ayacucho, then Lima, and finally to Ecuador. Cusco is, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful cities I’ve ever seen, but I was looking forward to moving on. Then, around 1:30am on a TuesdayContinue reading “The Worst Month Of My Life”