We wave as Jose Antonio and Johan drive away in a taxi with
Sarita strapped on top. This is her final leg on a long
journey from the past to her future home in a deep freeze at
Catholic University. Our own journey to the mountain, piecing
together this puzzle of the highest form of sacrifice in Inca
culture, has brought us closer to her world. We climbed over
the same stone surfaces and leaned against the same boulders
that Sarita's ceremonial party rested on as they built the
tombs and placed the very offerings that we so painstakingly
unearthed. The cold and lonely summit of Sara Sara is no
different today than it was when Sarita was taken there and
sacrificed to the mountain in the 1500s.
As Sarita's taxi disappears amidst the other cars on the road,
I silently hope that her journey from the world of the Inca
into our own will prove worthwhile to science and to our
understanding of the Inca. What will we learn now from the
artefacts that were
buried with her? In the months to come, when she is finally
unwrapped, will we find more clues to help us understand the
final days of her sacrifice on Sara Sara?