Chasing Incan kings through small town streets
If the internet is to be believed, Ollantaytambo, Peru is home to a mere 2,000 people. Each day, at least that many tourists hit the cobblestone streets to visit the town’s impressive Incan temple ruins, to set off by trail or train to Machu Picchu, or in search of a volunteer or business opportunity. It seemed like there were as many expat entrepreneurs and retiree voluntourists as Peru-born townfolk in Ollantaytambo.
Even more people pass through daily. Peruvians in transit to their next destination, driving big-rigs to or from the nearby quarry, or in search of a job and a future.
Even with all that fluster, Ollantaytambo is the kind of small town where you can get some mental solace once the last tour bus backfires its way out of town. Or simply drift down any street off the main square, and see how quickly people and businesses grow sparse.
I did, in fact, chase after an Incan king I saw striding through Ollantaytambo’s side streets. “Chase” might be too strong a word. It was more of a speed walk.