After a busy day of touring the Quechuan Village, we headed to the town of Ollantaytambo to stay for the night. The whole town was celebrating the festival of Corpus Christi.
Held on a Thursday 60 days after Easter Sunday, Corpus Christi in Latin literally means the “Body of Christ” and is a Christian festival held in honor of the Holy Eucharist (the sacramental re-enactment of what Jesus did at his Last Supper in giving his disciples bread).
Groups of dancers, decorated with elaborate costumes, celebrated throughout the streets all afternoon and into the wee hours of the morning. The festive attitude was contagious. Brian and I enjoyed sipping wine and dancing amongst the locals!
The dancers move non-stop, so it was hard to get a shot that wasn’t blurry. But with all that wine and all that dancing, it’s hard to hold a memory that isn’t blurry either :).
A word to the wise, don’t distract the dancers. The leader, who was carrying a whip, can get quite angry. He actually cracked his whip towards one of the dancers for dancing with us. I’m just hoping it was only the sound of the whip and the dancer was actually whipped. Oppsie.
The next morning, Brian and I woke up early to tour the Incan site, Ollantyambo. They were amazing! We climbed all over the ruins like monkeys and enjoyed watching the sun rise.
The Ruins of Ollantaytambo largely have religious significance. They also doubled as the the last and largest defensive structure for plains below, where the Incas defeated the Spaniards in battle. Here’s some more about Ollantaytambo if you wanna take a peek.
Later that day, we made our way back to Cusco with our group and enjoyed stopping and snapping a few photos of the snow capped Andes Mountains.
If you’re interested, we stayed in the Munay Tika and ate at the Heart’s Cafe. Munay Tika wasn’t my favorite place we stayed but it was cheap and clean. The Heart’s Cafe served fresh, traditional dishes. The cafe also raises money and awareness of the conditions native people in the highlands live in.