My dear old fiancée and Andean native fulfilled a lifelong dream by dragging me into the Inca Trail .
We laughed, cried, ate soup and drank tea. A man from Sheffield dogged me much of the way, but i endured his constant harassment and the altitude. Twice my dear old fiancée and I hiked up to the sun gate, where it were raining very heavily, but all at once the clouds were parted and light streamed down in bright unbroken beams.
There also were a rainbow of the typical colors, red, orange, yellow, blue, green, indigo, and violet. How Bonita! Signed, Rory.