Rosario

Rosario was an incredible guy. A typical looking family man who was more of a genie, really.
We walked down the train tracks to Aguas Calientes, and he was like, go ahead, Ill catch up with you all. We walked and walked, and partway through he just walked past us, and was waiting for us at the end when we got there. We told him we were going to leave at 4am, and to meet us at the main square in Aguas Calientes. In the morning, about 430 am and we couldnt find him in the square, so we started to hike up the massive staircase to Machu Picchu. It was quite dark, but somewhere along the walk he appeared and casually fell in stride with us, and nobody saw where he came from.
Once at the top, he announced he couldnt get in because he didnt have his papers. We were sad, but told him we would catch back up with him on the way back. We then went in and walked towards Wayanu Picchu, our group in the first 400 of the day.
Then, walking through Machu Picchu, Rosalio magically appeared. He claimed, I had a friend. Haha, what a gangster.
But he said he couldnt go up Wayanu Picchu, he was too late to get through. We sighed, but we´d meet him back at Machu Picchu.
We started walking, and he once again walked out of a bush to join us. Another friend, I guess. Peruvians take care of their own.
We explored MP and everything, and then stayed the night. The next day, Rosario was already waiting at the car for us, and we drove all the way to Cusco. Perfect!