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We are now in Cuzco (pronounced Coos-co). By our observations, it's spelled in two different ways throughout the city, but we haven't figured out why yet. When we do, we'll let you know. Or if you know why, leave a comment!
The first thing I said to Paul upon arrival was how inept I felt, both in my lung capacity and my poor Spanish skills. He said it was probably a good thing--not that I couldn't breathe, but that my world view was being challenged. I couldn't agree more; meaning that as a privileged citizen of the U.S., too often I assume people will speak my language and act in certain ways. Instead of gawking at my language inaptitude, however, the people here in Cusco have been ever gracious and hospitable. It makes me wonder how well I welcome the stranger or the immigrant in my own community. It is a humbling experience to put yourself in a place where you know little. I have so much to learn!
Last night we met a couple from Hamburg, Germany who just got married and were enjoying a ten-week honeymoon riding their motorcycle through South America. They had many wonderful stories to share of the people they had met and how generous and hospitable people had been along the way. They both speak Spanish (and accomodated us with their English), which has opened up so many relationships along their journey. It's so true, taking the time to learn from and about another and to be like them in some way can open up the world!
Today we went on a horseback ride with a local Peruvian by the name of Glenny. She works at Fairplay, the organization that will be teaching us Spanish. Glenny loves horses, so she was kind enough to take us to a local stable and ride with us. We were near the Saqsayhuaman ruins, which were built by the Incan empire. The complex is made of large stones that were carefully cut to fit tightly together without mortar. It's amazing construction! It sits high above Cusco. We walked down through the ruins on our way back to our hostal and saw our first baby alpaca (see picture in Cusco, Part 1 album). I wish I would have taken a picture of the mother alpaca that was tied up and wailing for her baby because the baby wandered off on her own. The picture in my mind is priceless.
One final thought: The other day on the plane ride from Atlanta to Lima, we sat next to a sociology professor from St. Olaf and her father who was exactly thirty years her senior. Every five years on their milestone birthdays, they take a trip together. How cool is that?! Anyhow, as we were talking about Minnesota connections, I made the comment, "It's a small world." To which the older and wiser father replied, "No, it's a big world." He's right. It's a very big world indeed!
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Melissa Wiginton Thanks for sharing this, Stephanie. It sounds wonderful. Good for you!
Elisabeth Cherland Love you Steph - thanks for the post!
Jenn Herron Thanks for the update~ what a wonderful way to start my day! And what a wonderful way for you to begin your journey! May your breathing and Spanish improve.
Karen Wenge Sounds like a wonderful experience so far, can't wait to hear more.
Connie Gorgeous pictures... thank you for connecting others of us to the big world and for sharing your thoughts. We are keeping you in our prayers.
Kris well said Steph! thinking of you both. :)
Krs Cervin I mean "Lucy!"
Karoline hey guys, i love your blog. we enjoyed meeting you!!! good luck and a lot of fun in cusco for you!! we are already in la serena, chile - our last week. greetings, karoline