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.
Well, now that I have paid rent three times in Lima I guess it is finally time to accept the move and share a little bit about my new life with all of ya’ll. In August I packed my bags, three suitcases, two giant market bags, a bench and a shelf to be exact, and left my a piece of my heart in the beautiful Northern Andes of Peru. I traded small town Contumaza, Cajamarca for the capital city of Lima.
We’re talking Peruvian Nuevo Soles, the official currency of Peru. The current exchange rate is 3.46 soles to 1 U.S. dollar! Imagine that, if you come visit Peru you will have more than 3x as much money here.
Today marks the day of a very special Mother’s Day. It’s the first time in my 22 years of existence that I have two moms to celebrate and give thanks to!