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October 14, 2015

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Not Another "Vamos" Tour: Chacan and Devil's Balcony

This trip has been filled with "vamos" tours. At Machu Picchu, the act of taking a picture or slowing down was followed by "vamos!" At Pisac and Ollantaytambo, "vamos!" was all we heard. It was "vamos!" all the way from the bus and back. Coming out of the restaurant at Urubamba, I was heading to the bus and got told "vamos" when I wasn't even the last one out. We did a lot of hurrying up just so we could wait. Taking in the sites was not an option unless you wanted to be left behind, and I have been a couple of times! I am sick of hearing "vamos," so this trek to Chacan and Devil's Balcony was a nice change of pace. We took a taxi to the bus stop for Sacsaywaman, and just before we got on the bus, a mother carrying a little boy on her back passed us. This little boy had a had with a bear and the embroidered numbers of "222" on his hat. This may sound strange, but these numbers repeat themselves a lot thro

Lago Titicaca Part 1: The Floating Island

Lake Titicaca is the highest navigable lake in the world. It's waters, nestled in the mountains that divide Peru and Bolivia, are clear and cold. From Puno, it was a thirty minute boat ride to get to the floating island. It was believed (and probably still is by a few) that Viracocha, the creator god, created the land as a valley for his chosen people to live in peace. However, they could not venture past the valley. Of course, as the story goes, the people did venture past the valley to try to expand their wisdom to the level of Viracocha's. After this, Viracocha was so grief stricken that he cried for forty days and forty nights, filling the valley with the waters of Lake Titicaca. You can see that biblical influence crept in over the years, especially since priests and monks were probably the ones transcribing this oral tradition. Stepping onto the floating island, the faux ground moved under my feet. It was a small island with a place to raise fish, little hut

Where Have I Been?

Whoa, the time has passed! Ryan is coming tomorrow, and I still have not posted about many things. I will in due time. I've been very busy lately. I will explain: So, after a month and a half of living with my host family, I decided to leave their home. I had a lot of problems with the host mother, so I packed my bags, left a note on my bed, and left. I don't want to go into too much detail, but my host mother was very controlling and demeaning and accused me of things I did not do. I felt uncomfortable in the home, and I finally decided to leave for a new host family where I could enjoy the last two weeks of the program. This new host family has been great! They make me feel like a part of the family, and I feel comfortable being in the home. Meanwhile, I had been fulfilling my requirements for the service learning placement at the school. I made friends with teachers and got into the swing of things just to end so quickly! It is bittersweet that the program has to end so

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