In the cool of the early morning you stand, exhausted but triumphant, at the threshold of the Sun Gate, looking down on Huayna Picchu above the Urubamba Valley as the first rays of the sun tickle the mist shrouding the ancient Incan site. You strain for the your first glimpse of the fabled ruins. There. The mist breaks from the Temple of the Sun as the star behind you wins its battle with the mist. Soon you will descend the last leg of this Inca Trail into the city. You smile in anticipation. Finally your dream will come true; the goal you strived for all these years; the culmination of effort and adversity; you will at last meet the mythic llamas of Machu Picchu.
