I couldn’t deny that my pounding headache and my nausea at dinner could be anything other than altitude sickness. That night my heart pounded if I so much as turned over in bed. I lay awake and wondered if I’d be able to achieve the main object of our trip: a hike to Machu Picchu via the 15,200-foot-high pass of mighty Salkantay Mountain.
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