9. Pilgrimage to Pachacamac

The bus wails through the suburbs of Lima past mounds of uncollected garbage, where the homeless search for food, and down the Panamerican highway, with a grey sea on the right. We are dropped off at the the entrance and walk in through the bright modern museum, and then up a dusty track that leads through an outer wall four metres thick, to the remains of a great colonnaded court where pilgrims had gathered, up the hillside past the painted temple, its plastered walls still showing faint traces of red and yellow murals, and beyond to the largest, highest building, the Inca statement of dominance, the sun temple.

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