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The money shot. It gets nippy there and I brought down some hats for freinds, but I still felt like, for .02 seconds there (well, and everytime I see this picture) a crass marketer of some kind. I hate when people go down and take pictures of themselves with kids. Then again, I bet there are some days this year that hat will keep a head warm (we used them going over the pass to Urabamba ourselves). And I DO what Juan to remember me because I want him to prepare some nice coffee for us next year.