A few years ago I was in Peru for a few weeks of trekking. Following old Inca paths, I walked all the way from Cusco to the ancient ruins of Machu Picchu. The view was breathtaking and I spent hours climbing old stairs and visiting the rooms of this ancient temple. Some rooms were used by the Incas for the sacrifice of enemies to their gods; some others were small caverns to bury the dead. It was a place of harmony and I took time to write a few poems to remember what my senses and feelings told me about this experience.
At one moment I had the strange tickling feelings of being observed by someone. A strong shiver climbed up my spin despite of the warmth. I turned around but didn't notice anyone. This place is playing with my senses, I thought and I continued on my exploration. Some little while later, as I was admiring a magnificent Waka (a ritual and sacred stone used to celebrate the sun, that draw strange shadows at some specific times of the year), I had this odd feeling again. I spun around and looked straight in the eyes of a lovely creature: a short blond girl with an almost animal like look. She had big blue-green eyes that sent waves of fire through my body and looked damn fine. She winked at me and gave me the most gorgeous smile I've ever seen before disappearing. I looked for her in the ruins but could find no trace of her.
Two days later, I caught the train for Cusco. Carrying all my bags, I climbed in the train and elbowed through the crowd to the back of the train to find my compartment. It was evening and the sun was already setting. Eventually, I entered my compartment and seated myself comfortably for the night, falling asleep shortly afterwards.
