An appropriate coda for my trip to Peru

I am not leaving Peru until late tomorrow night, but I had a moment today that seemed to sum up what the trip has been for me. I guess you could say it was my chili crab moment for Peru.

It happened after I got off the train from Aguas Caliente to Ollantaytambo. It was early but I was already hungry again, so I decided to try to corn on the cob straight out of boiling water they sell all over the place. I passed by the maze of tourist buses, refused the calls for a taxi, and started the walk down the road to the main part of town.

So there I was, walking alone towards this village in the Sacred Valley, wearing a ridiculous pair of $5 pants I had to buy because my jeans were filthy from yesterday´s adventure, loaded down with my backpack and a bright woven bag I bought to handle the overflow, tourist buses streaming by, happily eating my corn on the cob.

What can I say? I prefer the regular bus.