Blogs from Junin, Peru, South America - page 11

The trip to Huancayo on Saturday was a long one... 7 hours in total....but it was a comfortable one with Cruz del Sur and rather entertaining (watched 3 movies and played bingo). I decided to travel during the day because I thought it would be nice to watch the scenery and surely enough I wasn't let down! Although just before the bus left, I was told that usually people prefer to take the night bus so as to suffer less the symptoms of altitude sickness, which made me SO paranoid, but anyway ... :) Luckily the bus trip was fine. I did, however, get quite sick later that evening.... my head was spinning, I felt very nauseous and was about to faint a couple of times. I just went to bed and hoped I could sleep ... read more

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Yesterday was my last day in Huancayo. It was bittersweet, as I was excited for my next adventure, but, despite only living there for a few weeks, I felt like I made a home there during my temporary tenure and I'm going to miss the life I had. One thing I won't miss, however, is the cacophony of morning sounds (the garbage truck music, people banging on the metal door, the fruit vendors, etc.) that ensure I woke up at least one hour before I needed to be awake (I guess it was good to start practicing for my re-entrance into the "real world"). There's a lot I´m going to miss though: * The Volunteers: I originally thought that most of the volunteers would be from North America, Britain, or Australia since a big piece of ... read more

There is no doubt that travelling is fantastic, despite its occasional downs (like unsanitary washroom, cold showers, etc.), but, sometimes, you would do anything to give up the excitement of travelling to be with your family and friends. Namely, when tragedy strikes at home... One of my best friend's dad passed away unexpectantly on the weekend, and it truly shook me--shook me because I wasn't at home and able to console my friend in person; shook me because I and so many others my age take our parents' existence for granted and can't even fathom the thought that they might be taken away from us far too early; and shook me because I realized that I'm on the other side of the world isolated from my family and friends, and, despite my thoughts and hopes to ... read more

You're probably all expecting a nice, long blog about my adventures in Peru, but you're going to be sadly disappointed. I have to admit that I haven't had time to write one yet because I've kept a piece of Miami in my heart, and I've become addicted to Canasta. Okay, I didn't learn it in Miami; however, hearing the name "Canasta" reminds me of those leather skinned Floridians for some reason. Anyway, I decided that pictures will temporarily stave off your overwhelming thirst for the stories of my fabulous adventures (so kidding!). Here are some photos from a visit to Torre Torre, a rock/land formation that looks eerily similar to Drumheller; some photos from the orphanage I'm spending my mornings at; some photos of Santiago dancers/musicians, who can be found dancing through the streets at random ... read more