Ok so this was my entry to the world of mountains and trekking. I was excited but nervous at the same time. Excited by the sights but nervous about my fitness levels especially my lungs which are Asthma prone. And as you always forget something when you pack I forgot my inhaler.

The Colca Canyon is the worlds second deepest canyon and twice as deep as the grand canyon in America at a mighty 3150 metres in total depth. To visit it we were going to have to leave Arequipa and take a three hour bus ride into the mountains.

It proved to be the bus ride from hell. We got the unlucky seats at the back of the bus and it was the bumpiest ride ever and with no toilet on board it was brutal. The landscape was amazing but my bladder was being smashed to smithereens and it turned into a 3 hour arse kicking.

We arrived in a small outreach village where we bed down for the night. This is where the life of relative luxury in terms of Internet connections, comfortable beds and decent food disappeared for my holiday. In exchange for the mountains and nature its worth every bit.

We suddenly got our first taste of Indigenous Peru and I am trying to be as respectful as possible instead of treating them like some sort of Disney characters in Disney world. Unlike some of the tourists here with their huge SLR cameras.