Same here, 40 years ago when I was about 30 years old and in the best shape of my life. There were 200 steps on the Temple of the Sun, and each step was about 2 feet high. My dad pooped out at the first level half way up, but I zipped on up and made it to the top to take in the impressive view of the entire site. No kids selling Coke that day.
Coming down, however, was another issue. My legs were so tired from the climb, they were shaking like jelly all the way down. Took me forever to get to the bottom.
Coming down, however, was another issue. My legs were so tired from the climb, they were shaking like jelly all the way down.