Turn right at Machu Picchu rediscovering the lost city one step at a time

John's "martini explorer" comment had unnerved me a little--compared to Bingham, I was a white-wine spritzer explorer--so before committing to anything, I thought I should mention that it had been a while since I had slept outdoors. What came out of my mouth instead was "I might not be completely up-to-date on the latest tent-erecting methods." "That's all right," John said. "We'll need mules for a trip like this and the arrieros--the muleteers--can set up the tents. How do you feel about food?" "Sorry?" "You like cooked food?" John asked. I admitted that I did, in fact, have a weakness for victuals prepared over heat. Excerpted from Turn Right at Machu Picchu: Rediscovering the Lost City One Step at a Time by Mark Adams All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.