The whole transfer process was perfectly smooth and very soon I and the guide were off for some sightseeing on the way to catch the train for Aguas Calientes, the town at the foot of Machu Picchu.
A majority of the women and men I saw along the road were dressed just like this and that hat – for real. Although this woman was set up to attract tourists, most everyone else over the age of 40 was similarly dressed. And the Hats, wow, of this type, the felt bowler style, the flat topped kind every one of them fabulous. Wow.