Inca trail 1-3 day 4 coming soon

Day one:
Absolutely fascinating.
Guide: he's awesome. Funny, nice, and super smart. He was telling us fascinating things about the Incas. Made me want to learn more. He does the trail about once a month. He's a history teacher. When he first met us, we were speaking Spanish, and he later confessed he thought I was from Argebtina with my accent. Ballin.
The group:
Steven and Bridgett- hilarious 50ish year old australian couple.
Steven and Bethany- she's a med grad student. From  alabama 
Paul and Mekayla- USC grads, now live in Rodondo Beach. 
All couples and us. Two of them met in college. Scary thought. They are alreAdy making fun of me... When we exchange stories it sounds like I have lots of fears. But there all legit! Bus tipping: the bus we saw in Thailand. Spiders: the spider that was in between toilet paper when I went in the middle of the night in Vietnam. Bees: that's just a gut feelig I'm alertic, and I'm not scared of them for the record, I just think I'm allergic.
The trek: sucks. Okay not really, but it's really hard. Today we walked the longest and after lunch Freddie, our guide said we should get a porter for the second half of the day. He told us that's the worst. And thank god we did, I think we'd still be out there otherwise. We've been spoiled though. It's back to carrying our stuff starting tomorrow.. 
I don't know about Charlotte, but I don't need to do this ever again. I just asked her her thoughts: not even if my kids begged me. It's tough. Dad, you have a porter, be thankful. It's really hot during the day and towards 4 the temperture drops. At the campsite it's freezing. Bring hats and gloves an warm socks. And a warm jacket. And headlamp! Michael (micheal? Haha just kidding) I should have taken yours, oh well. All we have is charlottes, that you have to continously twist for it to work....Agnes brillant solution to no bateries.
The sky tonight is absolutely beautiful. I know I have been in some remote places, but I don't think it's ever been this amazing. Mom- the great kite. It's there, I showed Charlotte.
Freddie gave me oxygen tonight. Apparently I've been having the symtoms of feeling the altitude. I've been complaining to Charlie that my upper lip has been tingly and numb, she accused me of sucking on the hallocigent flower "angel trumpet" that numbs ttys mouth... Silly French girl.
That's pretty much day 1. I feel a great sense of accomplishment, and I can feel my thighs and butt toning (score!!!!!)
Day2: omg hardest thing I've ever done in my life. The morning we hiked up to the highest point all trip: dead womans pass. Not very motivating. It's at 4200meters High, not exactly sure what that is in feet, somethig like 13000, reallyfreaking high. Then it was down to lunch. Down- not that easy. Dad- you should definitly invest in walking sticks, you can buy em in Cuzco for like 40 soles. Charlotte an I bought wooden ones but obviously their not retractable, we use them all the time but I think you guys well just want them for downhill. Also, look into those water backpack things, sometimes the effort to reach around and grab your water sounds like the hardest task in the world and it'll take energy you don't want to spend. After lunch it was up again. And it was brutal. We all wen our own pace. Charlotte was a head of me and the only thing keeping me going was she had the snacks and I was starving. It was so hard. Then it was down hill. Brutal. And the bugs. All over me. I hate bugs. We went to two archeological sites, pretty fascinating really.
Again, beautiful night sky, like I've never seen.
Day3: today was a lot of down. A lot. It was so painful and brutal. We only hiked until 1230, then we got to camp, but it was the longest mornig of my life. Downhill with our huge bags, the balance just isn't right, we went really slow. The camp site has showers and a bar. Charlotte and I decided the showers werent worth it, it'd be nice but probably gross and cold and well be at our hotel by 12 tomorrow. We also skipped the bar, 15 soles for a beer- no thanks. We walked to a site that was really close, again amazing, can't wait for Machu Pichu tomorrow, the mountain though, we can see from camp. Last dinner as a group. It was great. Freddie died laughing when I told everyone Charlotte thought she was so exhausted from the altitude when she was in Lima ( sea level). We also tipped our porters tonight. Everyone chipped in, but being the only one that spoke spanish out of the Gringos, I gave them the money and a little thank you "speech". We wake up tomorrow at 3:45 to be at the sun gate for sunrise and then off to Gringo Killer Pass then Machu Pichu. Hopefully well mAke it. We've come this far.