That's me, "camping" in the grasslands outside Machu.  I even got to see a shooting star.  Unfortunately having found my camp spot long after dark, without a flashlight, it was far from level and I continually slid down into the dew zone.  In the morning I celebrated the beauty of waking up to bird song in a field of flowers by rolling through them, covering myself in dew, grass seeds and petals.

This is Karjam in his room.  That's all there is.  Behind me is the door.  There is a washbasin and a mirror on the wall.  A table with boxes under it to store things.  The couch is covered by towels to protect the cushions.  The bed has no mattress, just a folded blanket over a wooden shelf.   There are no cooking facilities and the bathroom is three holes in a concrete floor of a building about 100 meters behind the building he lives in.