There comes a time in every blogger’s life when you are spending so much time living that it is hard to find the time to write about life. Believe it or not each blog post takes me 5-7 hours to write, edit, find pictures, and do search engine optimization! Well I am writing this from the most…
I would love to expand my writing to the countries I visited before joining the Peace Corps and the other countries in South America I have had the opportunity to explore over the past few years. I hope that as you continue to read these posts you’ll enjoy experiencing the first time I stepped foot outside the US and landed in Rome, or the time I discovered the humbling natural beauty of an endless salt flat in Bolivia, or when I heard the flying rhythms of flamenco for the first time in Spain! Let’s take a trip down memory lane together and continue on the journey of exploration and global acceptance.
1,000 days later she understands that the greatest gift of all was not the chance to travel, but the chance to find life in a small town in the Northern Andes of Peru. The donkey races and pick-up soccer games. The lunch invitations that turned into hour hikes into the campo and all night parties. The process of culture shock and learning the art of enjoying alone time. The delicious new flavors and the custom of offering a meal to every visitor, even when you have no food to offer. Finding the human connection and the art of understanding foreign customs. Showering them with kindness and using love as a universal language. Turning the “fish bowl” into an opportunity to be an example, with the hopes of making a small change in life of someone somewhere, and at the same time knowing that she could not help everyone everywhere.
After two and a half years of loving and serving the people of this beautiful country, I am learning to let them love me back. Learning to accept that I am down right now and appreciating the unconditional love that the people around me are providing through acts of service and emotional support. Once again I am reminded why I love Peru.
Puno is a small town in the South of Peru bordered by Lake Titicaca, the world’s highest navigable body of water, and it is alive with bright colors, friendly people, and beautiful artisan work! Neon pom poms line boat windows and shops are filled with handmade alpaca winter accessories. The man-made floating reed islands can by spotted from the shoreline and tourists from all over the world visit to get a taste of the island traditions.