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One spectacular 2-hour train ride through the Andean mountains beside the rushing water of the Urubamba River, one harrowing 25-minute bus ride up the switch back dirt and cobble stone road and finally we arrived at Machu Picchu.
Turning the corner from the entrance I was instantly in love with this wondrous place nestled between several mountains. Our guide lead us through our tour, showing us the temple of the sun and the moon, the condor alter, the observatory. She showed us the famous double stone doorways that indicated in Incan architecture a place of importance. I ran my finger softly over the seam where two large rocks were joined together perfectly without using any mortar. I was mesmerized by the Inca people and amazing things they created without the benefit of modern equipment or techniques. But honestly, there are no words in any human language that can explain how my heart soared when we climbed up the stone stairs to an area where the entire compound that is Machu Picchu, is visible from above. 
In that one breathtaking moment I realized that for now and forever more I would consider myself to be the luckiest woman ever. Here I was, standing hand in hand with a man I love more than words can say, looking down on the most amazing site ever. I was truly on top of the world.
