Monday, June 22, 2009
Moving Day
Friday, June 19, 2009
Long Division!
I am swimming in amazement and pride. Seriously. I went to visit one of our literacy groups this afternoon and they were working on long division! and writing official documents! (I just recently learned how to do that in Spanish). This group was only forming sentences last year. Truly, they have been working very hard. I definitely give credit to the 5 students that show up twice a week, do their homework and practice their new skills. But, I also give credit to Lily, their literacy teacher, who is amazing. She prepares every class with challenging, yet fun, activities that really engage the students. Our women often joke with Lily, but at the end of the day, she gets her job done. This month our two literacy circles will have completed 3 months of continued literacy classes and our verbal agreement was to test the women at 3 months, evaluate progress and assess commitment level to continue for another 3 months. My guess is that this group is going to want to continue.
On a personal note, this is moving weekend for Hugo and I. How stressful the process is. We don't have a truck to take us, but we will go early in the morning and look for one in the designated truck renting spot. Stay tuned for new apartment news!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Fun with Chocolate and Balloons
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Butterflys in Business
Monday, June 8, 2009
House Health Tour
So I am in my almost full swing of work here in Cajamarca. It feels good to return and jump into a moving schedule instead of a empty week. It was a lot of work to set up classes for this month before I left in May, but I organized the schedule to continue as if I wasn't even gone, which makes things easier on this end.
We visited 7 families homes. Inbetween the visits we ate bananas, drank IncaKola (the bubble gum soda drink of choice here in Peru) and talked about how beautiful, clean and organized the houses were that we visited.
Just as we wove our way up the mountain, we wove our way back down. The roads we took were made for smaller vehicles, but our driver managed to transport us through the endless curves and bumps just fine. It definitely made my heart skip a beat as we curved around the mountain and on each turn the mountain seem to drop off just a little more.
Safely we arrived back to Cajamarca for lunch time. The women enjoyed their 3 course meal that was prepared for us at a little restaurant. Hungry and Happy. I could tell the women were motivated to take the new ideas, exchanges, and motivation back to their houses. I hope to visit some of their houses this month to see what kind of motivation turns into action.
The Home tour left me exhausted. But not so exhausted that Hugo and I couldn't work on our apartment or that I couldn't go to visit some hot springs on Sunday. Little time for rest this weekend, but that is fine, I need to get back into the groove somehow.Friday, June 5, 2009
The other universe
I have arrived safe and sound and tired to my home in Cajamarca. It feels familiar, yet distance still. I still have thoughts of Minnesota running through my head. I am missing the full fridge, the perfect weather, my bike, my family, English, toilet seat covers (toilets in Peru don't have seat covers), lazy mornings, the endless food choices. Oh.
But, when I saw Hugo in the airport parking lot I knew I was home. His embrace was my security and my heart was comforted in peace and an enormous wave of love. I forgot all the trials of my travels.
It was a really difficult trip back to Peru. This is what was going through my head at 3am in the Lima airport that somehow made it onto my computer:
Who would think one could be so lonely in an airport full of people? I remember being so comforted in the presence of only myself. My leaving MN was harder than I thought. When am I going to come back here? Will it be more than a year? That will be my longest time away. A tear. I love Hugo and I can’t live without him, but I can’t live without my first home either. I am a women inbetween 2 worlds. I am stuck in this weird universe here in the airport and I am not in either of those worlds.
I have done circles here, my head is spinning from starring at the circular round tables, the sterile walls, the other tired passengers sharing my alternative universe with me until we all enter into the universe we are waiting for.
This indeed has felt like the longest day of my life. My red overweight carryon has been my shadow all day. To get coffee, to the small little bathroom stall, to the internet cabin, and to get more coffee. I have done more than my fair share of laps in this small, circular airport. I look at the clock on the wall – no movement, did someone turn it off? Are the batteries low?
Thank goodness I can put that behind me and be in here in Cajamarca for awhile. Those of you that are interested in the yellow apartment update: it is Gorgeous! Beautiful! Hugo put in the second floor, windows, circular staircase, light fixtures (strategically placed to show off his paintings), and kitchen sink. And the living room yellow walls are now accompanied by alternating dark wine red walls. I will try to post some pictures this weekened. Gorgeous (did I say that already?) !
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Almost to Cajamarca
This is just a short entry, although I have plenty of time. Travels, oh the adventures of traveling. I am now in the Southern Hemisphere.
Welcome back to Peru. Last night I entertained myself by watching the welcome video Peruvians show you as you weave back and forth while waiting for your turn in the immigration line. One of the tourist recommendations was to avoid getting into taxis if the taxi driver is shouting-yelling at you to use his service. I thought, I am in Peru. Then I thought, Thank Goodness, I am leaving in the morning so I don´t need to worry about taxi drivers shouting at me.
Well, it is the morning and I am not leaving for Cajamarca quite yet. I am currently living in the Tom Hanks world - the world where he gets stuck in an airport. My arrival into Lima last night happened only after a long delayed flight. I was exhausted, but anxious to get on my Cajamarca flight early this morning, so I rallied all night pounding away at my laptop with some past months DHF documents and catching up on the podcasts I still hadn´t listened to. When I went to check in this morning I had a little surprise at the check-in counter. Your flight isn´t leaving until 3pm today. They gave me a breakfast voucher, but what I really want is a bed. Any bed, really.
Good news is that I will be in Cajamarca today. Not-so- good news: it is taking a really long time.
Welcome back to the Peru adventures folks!