The Machu Picchu Mistake

9:30pm, the night before my visit to Machu Picchu. I leap out of bed and race for the toilet. "Esta ocupado," whispers a dorm-mate. But I've already slammed into the door and the poor girl inside - merely trying to brush her teeth - opens up. Before I can speak, the first retch comes. I … Continue reading The Machu Picchu Mistake