The problem with going to bed early in a hostel is that there are still another five people in the room who are out and about. And yes, more times than not I have been the oldest one in the room. But good thing age is just a number...and the rooms are only $10 a night.
So it was just me and some Swedish surfer in the room until about midnight when some drunk girls came rolling in. But they passed out quickly, so I ended up with a decent night's sleep.
I had a hankering for Starbucks when I woke up, so now I'm just finishing up my morning coffee - and thank God for Starbucks because coffee here generally tastes like either tar or pure sugar. The Starbucks has a balcony overlooking the main plaza, which is anchored by two churches. It's a perfect people watching spot. Kids are dressed in uniforms headed to school, tourists are armed with their Nikons and backpacks, and people are headed to work - though I haven't seen too many people wearing a suit and tie.
In an hour, I'm going to head off to a river rafting, zip line and sauna excursion. I think it is on the Urubamba River. I have my doubts about rafting only because one girl in the hostel said her friend did it, and there was human poo in the river. A lot of it. If that is the case, I really hope I don't fall out of the boat.
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