The train ticket read "Cuzco to Machu Picchu". Talk about false advertising.
At the Peru Rail station in Cuzco, they loaded us on to vans and drove us through some rather pretty scenery.
But pretty soon, the good roads went away and we found our van driving on a railroad track. Literally!
Apparently, the roads had been washed away, so they had to take a detour to a temporary railroad station. The train, when we finally got to get on it turned out to be rather nice. Vistadome and everything.
But just as the train didn't quite start at Cuzco, it didn't quite end at Machu Picchu either. The train journey ended in Agua Calientes ("Hot Springs"), a pretty little tourist trap a few miles down the mountain from Machu Picchu ("Old Mountain").
Planes, trains and automobiles to get here. Machu Picchu tomorrow!