I called it a morning at around 6am when the sun started to raise and the not so comfortable seats were beginning to get to my back. At around 7:30, they started to play music as a polite way to wake people up and to announce that breakfast was on its way. Breakfast=nasty sandwich, with who knows what because neither one of us opened the package.
After breakfast, my ears were miserable, so i kind of just sat and dealt with the bus whipping around hair-pin turns on the edge of a winding mountain road. What helped pass time the most was that they played Iron Man and a homemade medley of Titanic, Greece, Footloose and Dirty Dancing dance footage.
We finally made it to Cuzco at 3pm and i have never felt so happy to walk on the ground a to get of a 14 hour long roller coaster ride. From Cuzco we got a taxi that brought us back to Ollantaytambo. Here we met up with the volunteer coordinator and she brought us to our host family´s house. We put our stuff in our giant bed room, had trout and rice for dinner, took a cold electric shower and went to bed.

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