Arrival
by Unknown
15th
Feb
After
some consideration, I have finally decided to create a blog about my Peruvian
adventures while I volunteer for Kiya Survivors for the next 3 months. I do not
know how often I will be able to post as the Internet connection is very limited
here, but I will try my best.
Copenhagen - Amsterdam - Lima - Cusco - Urubamba |
This
is my second full day in Peru. I arrived in Lima on the 13th in the
evening after a never-ending flight. Not only did the pilot have to take a
longer route because of the weather, but I was also seated next to a lovely
Israeli couple who wouldn’t stop asking me questions and telling me about their
life for a solid 13 hours. The perks of travelling alone…
Ready to go |
Lima from up above |
My bedroom at the Volunteer House |
View from my bedroom |
Today,
I woke up very early, around 6am. Everyone is out and about very early here, so
the dogs barking, children playing and women shouting ‘Ceviche!’ on the street
kept me up. I haven’t done much today since I feel quite tired and weak because
of the altitude. However, I did venture around the city with Rewena and
Marina (another lovely volunteer who put
flowers and some treats in my room as a welcome) and then on my own.
My first impressions on Urubamba:
1.
Charming is the best word to describe it. It
must be because of its colourful houses, loud street sellers, smiling locals
and beautiful markets.
2.
I have learnt to love markets, probably because
of my mum. There are 2 main ones here, but sellers come on Sundays and Thursday
from all around the area to sell and buy goods. I walked through the 2 main
ones today and love them already. The fruits and vegetables don’t all look
exactly the same! And the women at the stalls invite you to try their products.
I might actually enjoy ‘grocery shopping’ here.
3.
The town looks quite rural but still beautiful.
The walls are almost all coloured and painted. The main church reminds me of
Roman churches, such as the ones in Corsican villages.
4.
The people are so lovely. Most say hello on the
streets and sometimes ask you how your day is going and where you are from. I
don’t feel like a tourist at all. The highlight of my day was probably when I
sat down to draw on the plaza and an old man sat next to me asked and asked if
I could draw him. I did not understand much of what he said as he spoke very
strangely (and didn’t have many teeth left), but I love how easy it is for
people to talk to you here. Something I really miss back in Denmark.
As
you can see I already love this town. That’s all for now, but I can’t wait to
continue exploring.