My heart is full and so is my trashcan from all the tears and tissues. At the end of the day I am so glad to have something to miss and people who are going to miss me, because it means that I have integrated and done my job as one more member of this little Peruvian town. I am also so happy that my journey in Peru isn’t over and continuing as a third year volunteer in Lima means that I am only a 16 hour bus ride away from this little slice of home.
Maintaining your independence for 195 years is no small feat, and I am so grateful to all of the Peruvians who fought for that independence and who continue fighting for the development of this country. I would not have had this beautiful opportunity to integrate and find my family in Peru if it weren’t for those people. Felices Fiestas Patrias!! Viva Perú!
It was crowded by people just like me. Everyone congratulated one another and it was like a small family of hikers who had achieved their goal. People canon-balled into the glacier water and other carried out the tradition of the “naked lake jump.” I was happy for them. I was happy for me. We were forever bonded together as a random group of humans who joined the Peace Corps.
I have exciting news this week!! My students and I made a video highlighting happiness in Peru and submitted it to the Peace Corps Week video contest. Drumroll please… WE MADE THE FINALS!! We were selected as one of fourteen finalists worldwide and now there is a Facebook contest to see whose picture can get the most likes by Wednesday.
Trees and houses covered in bright lights, big bows and beautiful decorations, singing carols and sharing cookies by the fire; the holiday season is by far my favorite time of year! Starting in late November Houston transforms into a land of cheery and even friendlier people. December is the month when (most years) the heat…