Wilson

 The most elite tour-guide ever. His sense of history was so bad that as soon as I started to realize he wasn’t making sense, I just started to have fun with him. He’s actually a pretty cool guy. Whenever he’s not giving the most inaccurate descriptions of Machu Picchu to gullible American tourists, he waits tables in the city of Cusco. I think. Peru runs in his veins, having been born and raised in Cusco.  

Wilson drank Chicha as he walked up to greet us. I thought that was so sick. He exuded nonchalance, as if he didn’t care. And he didn’t. He talked about 9 foot Incas.. That’s actually insane. He said Machu Picchu was a university, which I don’t know where he heard that from. Our professor looked pretty annoyed at the turnout of the tour, but I was kind of excited. I wanted to see how much more ridiculous it could get. The smirk on his face as he looked at us through his sunglasses made me think he thought we were dumb, but by his standards, I guess we were. He also wandered off several times. We found him like a few hundred feet away on his phone while we were just trying to enjoy ourselves. He would just walk ahead without us. Dude did not care at all.

I guess you could say something about how incompetent some tourguides can be. Or perhaps the tourists are incompetent. By the looks of how some Americans act internationally, I’m guessing we get the bad rap. Regardless, I wasn’t gonna travel all the way to the place to hear about 9 foot humans, so I stopped listening to him. Regardless, he was cool to talk to. He’s a chiller, just terrible at giving tours. I’d have invited him out for a beer if we had more time. 

In conclusion, maybe the ministry of culture should make their qualifications a little more specific for hiring tour guides for Machu Picchu. Should they hire more people like Wilson? His sense of humor surely made up for the tour. Maybe Americans should learn to have a little bit more fun, even if it means hearing the most inaccurate description of Machu Picchu. I don’t know.