Oof

I captured three terrifically attractive men in my sketchbook. The first was a real stunner. More salt than pepper American with his lady friend. The second, a Latin hiker who I forced my assistance on as he struggled to get the selfie he was aiming for. The third, much later, at our hotel in Quito. Like many very tall men, someone felt at liberty to ask in astonishment how tall he was, which I overheard. That's how I know.

Sacred Valley

Two really special days in the Sacred Valley. Beautiful scenery, customs. I could easily see myself touring and exploring by Vespa for months and months. The first spread is a nice summary of my time there. The second drawing my imagining of the Shaman's tale of the condor, the puma, and the snake. The last is the view from the courtyard of where I was staying. The blue line is on a train en route to Machu Picchu.