After departing Quito and flying through Lima, I arrived in Cuzco to a beautiful sunny day. Where was all the water I wondered? But immediately I began seeing over flowing rivers and and places where the water had clearly been much higher than I was now seeing it. The city is in a valley, and thus all the water runs to the middle. Everywhere I look there are stairs, and I am constantly out of breath even after being in Quito for so long.
My hostel is located high on a side of the valley in a neighborhood called San Blas. Although it is a bit of a trek, the views are definitely worth the hike. After arriving here I was able to meet up with Sam, a guy from St. Olaf I went on Global with last year, which has been nice. My first day here I explored the central Plaza del Armas and the surrounding area; I was also able to get a full refund from PeruRail for my train ticket to Aguas Calientes which was a bonus. We have tried to volunteer but the Cruzo Rojo only needs food, water, and doctors, so we ended up donating a ton of rice and water instead. Contantly there are helicopters flying over the city transporting stranded victims from Maccu Picchu to here and other areas.
I have talked with many people who had been stranded there and evacuated out, seen pictures, and heard horrible stories about what people saw that don´t need to be repeated. And yet, although I am not envious of what these people have seen, I am envious of their experiences; and at times wish I too could have been stranded. (Sorry, Mom.)
¡Choa!
CM
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