Machu Picchu was one of the places my dad always wanted to go and never went to because of ill health. Because of my dad, I started looking into going to Machu Picchu to see what it was, where it was and why he wanted to go there.
Visit Machu Picchu.
After looking on the Internet, I began to think I would like to one day go to Machu Picchu myself and after my dad died, I decided I would go before my health prevented me from going. In this way, we both went, me in body and my dad with my memories of him.
It was a place that I think should be on everyone's bucket list, a supremely spiritual place that will enrich the lives of anyone who goes there. A place that I can now cross off of my bucket list. My trip to Machu Picchu was the reason for my vacation to Peru, and on the day of my visit, I was very excited.
We left our coach far from Machu Picchu and travelled to the base station by train. We took a small coach to the visitor centre at the top of the mountain. We were taken on a guided tour of Machu Picchu and given some time to explore ourselves. The highlight for me was getting to the point on the mountain that is always shown on postcards and travel programs on television. There, I posed for a photograph and thought of my dad. I hoped he was looking down on me, and I believe he finally got to visit this mystical place through me.