I had been looking for the perfect holiday for a while, something unusual, something different than a sun and beach and when I heard of the Choquequirao trek in the Andes I thought it was a brilliant idea, it would be something that satisfied a lot of my needs at the same time, exercise, nature, isolation and history. I am like most other people in the developed world highly addicted to my telephone and this constant flow of information and communication, I also have always been quite curious about the Incas and this trip would take me into the heartlands of their grounds. Of course, I could have just used my phone and googled the trek and satisfied my curiosity for the Incas, but then the midlife monster would still be hungry. The thing is that for the past 5-6 years I have been plagued by the need of proving myself, moving my boundaries and trying new challenges. I have done marathons, ultra marathon, crossfit, hardcore training, stair workouts in frost and snow and sky dived. Nothing ever fills the midlife monster. That’s why instead of using the phone and google, I decided to go there and when I heard that this trek was harder than the usual ones I got even more excited.