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My music kept my tempo and my water bottle refreshed me. After a couple of more breaks I made it. I remember that last flight of stairs. I had no idea I was so close to the end. Throughout that whole hike the only people I saw were my Rustic Pathways group and probably five other people total, so hearing the murmur of people gave me a sense of relief. I rushed to the end of the steps and there is was: the flock of people making lines to buy entry tickets to one of the seven wonders of the world. I had done it; I climbed Machu Piccu.