I was lucky enough to be at Arkana this year. A music festival at 3000m, safely nestled in the sacred valley. Trekked an hour to get there. No rules, no bullshit, just good music, good food, hippies, tents and lovers.
Anticuchos: Cow’s heart kababs.
This dude, big in the chicago scene, was kind enough to let me jam along for a while.
Israeli boys prepping lunch.
If you need hi-res of any of these, hit me up.