It’s a wet, cold March in Tacoma, and I’m thinking back on January, when I was in Peru, loving every moment of the equatorial sunshine. Rory and I went to Peru to visit my son Brendan and his family. This was our sixth trip to Peru, but on previous trips we had never seen Machu Picchu. This time we did. It was awesome, in the old sense of the word, meaning that it’s impressive beyond words. Here are some of my favorite photos from the day we went there.