Sunday, February 22, 2015

Graduation Celebration - February 13, 2015

The last week of school was our practical teaching week.  I had an Intermediate II level class, which means that most of the students can speak English quite well, with very few errors.  I had to teach them vocabulary from their reading of Mount Everest. I also had to teach them grammar during the week. It was a very hectic week, preparing for each class and then attending class myself.  But I made it to graduation!  I have my certificate and I'm ready to teach.  I'm just not sure where yet.

On Friday night, we had our TEFL Toast with food and drink, music and dancing. It was both fun and sad. I was happy celebrating our successful completion of the course with my classmates, but knew I would be leaving the following morning to make my way home. 

Cusco is a beautiful city, but it can also be a harsh one if you are not well prepared.  In hindsight, I think I could have been better prepared. Would I go back? You bet I would. There is so much there that I would love to explore more.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

I had another rocky day last Thursday.  The parasite and I were fighting for control and unfortunately
the parasite won for that day.  I couldn't lift my head from the pillow until well after noon.  But by the time evening arrived, I believe that my body had taken back over.  You know the feeling when your fever finally breaks and you just know that you've weathered the worst of it...that's what I felt. I was finally able to make and eat a bit of rice before heading back to bed for another night of healing sleep.

Friday morning, I was up by 6 and out the door soon after 7 am to print the materials to teach my last mini-lesson on Gerunds as object nouns using like/enjoy.  I let all my classmates go first and then I mustered my energy and got up there and had FUN! I hope the learners had fun too. I was finally able to get through all I'd planned in the 20 minutes allotted and we played a game.  I'd printed out pictures of ING words - swimming, shopping, biking...you get the idea.  I had the students put them on the board and then drew blocks around them to make the spaces on the board.  The learners picked a number 1-6 from a cup and moved that many spaces and had to used the word in a sentence.

Ok, so it wasn't the most fun game, but it got them moving and involved.   The rest of the day yesterday I got caught up on some of my work and planning for the upcoming week which is our practical teaching week and my last week in Cusco.  I can't believe that I'll soon be leaving here.

So I want to talk today about how crazy the drivers are here.  Boston is calm and orderly compared with the Cusiquenos!  Those most obey the street lights, the lanes are suggested driving paths. They float freely between them whenever there is anything stopped or moving slower than them in their path. As a pedestrian trying to cross the road, you take your life into your own hands every time.  They will gladly run you down while honking for you to get out of their way!  Let's talk about the use of horns.  They honk at every corner, intersection, person on the side of the road, dog, cat, other car or just because they feel like it! This happens at all hours of the day and night.  I my neighborhood, it is especially loud around 5:30 or 6 am when all the trucks are bringing produce from the farms to the Mercado.

I'm quite lucky to have that market next door.  There is a ready source of fresh vegetables. Most of them are root vegetables or vine fruits like watermelon and cantaloupe.  I always buy the whole fruit and clean it and cut it up myself.  The flavor is like these fruits should taste.  Not like the tasteless stuff we get in the US.  I haven't trusted things like green beans there, so I'll be pigging out on vegetables when I get home.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

I have been sick for 3 days - travelers disease or food poisoning I think. Yesterday I was able to get myself to school to complete the 2nd mini-lesson, although I didn't get through it all due to my timing of the lesson.  The plan was good.  I have another mini-lesson on Friday morning.   Today, I thought I could make it, but multiple trips to the bathroom in the first hour told me otherwise.  Around mid-day, I finally asked to see the Dr.  He was here within 30 mins and the house call cost me $20!  Why can't our Drs do that anymore????  Anyway, he put me on an antibiotic to kill whatever bug got into me and another pill to help with the dehydration. I hope to feel better within 24 hours.  Unfortunately, I had to go out to get the medicine and some rice, crackers and electrolyte drinks to have. Not much of an appetite, but the liquid is good.

I have lots to do for this week and next and being sick is not helping me. I've only got 2 more weeks and I'm not sure I'm going to have time to go to Machu Picchu.  I may have to change my ticket by a few days to give me time to go. I can't be this close and miss it!  If I'd have known how crazy it would get with schoolwork, I may have gone earlier.

Oh well, plans can be changed, but I sure am looking forward to my own bed and a nice hot bath.  Drinkable water and being able to flush the TP down the toilet.  My apartment, while adequate is not really very nice.  The windows don't seal shut so the dust from the road comes right in.  Everything I own seems to be covered in a fine layer of dust. I guess I'm spoiled, because I can't wait to move out of here.

Dishes are another complexity. There is no running hot water in the sink and even if their were, it's not potable, so I wash the dishes and rinse them, then I boil a big pot of water to rinse them again. I'm not even sure if that cleans them thoroughly, but it's the best I can do given what is available.  Being sick I'm very down on how hard all of this is right now. I'm ready to come home.  I hope that I feel better tomorrow so that I can complete the journey on an up beat.

Saturday, January 31

Today was the tour of the Sacred Valley.  Sarah, Drew, Andrea, Shawn, David and I met at Maximo Nivel at 7:30 to get onto the tour bus.  After picking up some others in various hotels around the city, we headed east to Pisaq.  The views along the way were breath-taking. The mountains rise on each side of the narrow valley and in many spots, a river runs along the valley floor.

In Pisaq, we climbed the hill to the Incan ruins, which house a temple of the Sun, other ceremonial "rooms", many agricultural terraces and on a nearby hill are the ancient burial grounds carved into the hillside.  There was a lovely waterfall and small river running between the hills. We were in awe of the feeling of the sacred space atop the hill. This was just the first of 3 that we visited.  Afterwards, we went down to colonial Pisaq, where we stopped at the market.  The tour guide led us to a jewelry factory where they handmade silver jewelry.  Of course, I was in 7th heaven watching them form the settings and cut the stones to fit. We then went into the factory store and I was loving everything I saw.

After Pisaq we ventured further into the valley.  On the road between Pisaq and Urubamba, there was a roadside stand selling roasted Cuy (Guinea Pig).  The driver stopped so we could get a good look, but we were not buying that!

In Urubamba, we stopped at a nice restaurant which had a lovely buffet. The food was fabulous, but I think it was here that I caught an intestinal bug. They had a full salad bar, main courses and desserts.  The guys raved about it over and over again.  Everyone seemed to enjoy it and overindulge at least a little.

From Urubamba, we went to Ollantaytambo.  Here there was another impressive Incan ruins which we climbed up.  On another nearby mountain, they had carved the head of Tunupa. Tunupa was the messenger of Viracocha the creater god of pre-Incan and Incan mythology.  The image remains there today and made me think of the "Old Man of the Mountain" that we lost a few years ago in NH.  

Ollantaytambo is the start of the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. In town, we left some of our fellow tourists who were heading up there the following day.  If I get to make the trip to Machu Picchu, this is where I will take the train to Aguas Calientes. 

The rest of us went onward to Chinchero and another set of ruins.  This one was up on a plateau so we did not have to climb as much, but the view of the patchwork of farmland was wonderful.  We did a bit more shopping along the route back to the bus, but I didn't buy much. 

A little bit about the vendors who are EVERYWHERE!  I'm getting a little tired of them always coming up to me to try to get me to buy something.  After a while the constant pleas kind of fall on deaf ears.  At first I would politely say "no gracias", but now, I'm more likely to ignore them or if they are insistent to tell them to leave me alone.

After our trip, we got off the bus at Plaza San Francisco and decided to stop into a small bar for Pisco Sours.  This is very similar to whiskey sours but made from Pisco, which is a type of brandy.  It also has lime juice, bitters, syrup and egg whites.  It is very good, but for me they go down too quickly!

It was a fun day spent with some of my classmates.  I'll try to put up the pictures as soon as I can.  The internet here is touchy! 

Thursday, January 29

Today I went to Qoricancha.  This is an Incan temple of the sun that was torn down and then rebuilt in the colonial style by the Dominican's.  The architecture of the site is beautiful, with the base being of Inca stonework and then you can see the European influence in the courtyard and the upper floors. Inside it is a museum housing many works from the Cusco school of art, dating from the 17th century.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Today we had an unexpected day off. Poor Claudia was not feeling up to teaching that day, so instead of having Friday off as planned, we had Tuesday off. So, not to be left sitting around, Sarah, and I planned to climb up to Sacsayhuaman.  Drew also joined us on the short trek. Sacsayhuaman sits about 1 mile from the center of Cusco, so it's definitely walkable. BUT... the elevation rises as well.  The two youngsters were very patient with me as I stopped to rest periodically on the way up.

The view from the top is spectacular.  You can see Plaza de Armas which is the main square of Cusco and all of the various areas spread around it.  Sacsayhuaman was an Incan religious complex with fortified exterior walls that helped to defend Cusco.  The remnants of these walls boast huge stones that have been meticulously cut and fitted without the use of mortar. Much of the complex was ransacked by the Spanish to build the colonial buildings and the Cathedral of Cusco.

We spent quite a bit of time roaming around the grounds and were delighted to see a flock of alpaca grazing there as well. These creatures are very tame and we enjoyed getting close to them.

We also walked over to the "Cristo Blanco" or White Christ  monument that sits on an adjacent hill overlooking Cusco.  This is said to have been a parting gift to the City of Cusco from a group of Christian Palestinians who sought refuge here in 1945. It is an impressive sight!

Check out the pictures on Flickr!  Sorry I haven't edited them too much yet....

Monday, January 26, 2015

Monday, January 26 2015

Wow, I can't believe it's been a week since I've written.  So much has happened. Classes for my TEFL certification were kicked off on the 19th and it's been busy every since. We have classes from 9-4 on Tuesday through Thursday. Monday's we teach mini-lessons to actual English learners to volunteer to attend our sessions. I did my first one today and taught "how to make a simple origami box'.  The instructions may be simple to you and me, but if you don't speak English it is very confusing. I am glad to have the first one behind me. BUT....more importantly is the trip I took with Andrea Thurau to Puno and Lake Titicaca.  Check out the pictures on my flickr page to the right...

Lake Titicaca
OMG it was quite an experience. We left on Thursday night at 10:30 PM on an 8-hour bus ride to Puno.  We arrived there around 6 AM on Friday. We were brought to a hotel, Joya de Titikaka, to rest for a bit and have breakfast before going to the boat for our first stop on the floating islands of Uros.  There are something like 62+ different floating islands.  The islands are made from totora  reeds and are anchored in the shallow area of the lake among the reeds. Walking on the islands felt like you were walking on a squishy sponge and the reeds were damp from the water seeping upwards from below.  They have to continuously add more reeds to the island since the ones underwater eventually rot. 

After leaving the Uros islands, we continued for about 2 hours to the island of Amantani.  This is where we were spending the night in a home stay.  As we got out of the boat someone from each of the hosting families met us at the boat and we followed them to their homes.  These people are of Quechuan ancestry and speak both Quechua and Spanish.  Our hostess was named Norma and she had 2 young girls, Noelia (9) and Natalie (5).  The accommodations were very rustic. The house is built around a central courtyard.  The bathroom and kitchen are on the bottom level and the bedrooms are upstairs.  Our bedroom was comfortable enough, but had one bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling.  There were no outlets or any other amenities in the room. The kitchen had a dirt floor, no fixed cupboards or appliances.  There was a two burner gas stove on which Norma cooked the food. There were many calendars from different businesses hanging on the walls, and one of those old sticky flycatchers spiraling down from the ceiling.  There was no running water in the kitchen or bathroom, but there was a spigot in the courtyard.  The toilet was a toilet bowl base with no seat and no running water. There was a pail of water with a pitcher that you scooped out to "flush" the toilet. This same pail of water was all there was to wash your hands...no soap either.  I'm talking basic - one step above an outhouse!

After lunch of quinoa soup and fried cheese (YUM!), Norma brought us to meet the rest of our tour group to climb to the top of Pachitata - Father Earth.  At the top of the mountain are Pre-Incan ruins of a temple to Pachitata.  The climb was tough since we were at about 4,000 meters (~13,100 ft).  The view from the top was spectacular.  Alejandro, our guide told us to collect 3 pebbles on our walk up the hill.  Once we got to the top, we had to walk around the ruins 2 times and then make a wish on each stone and place it into the crevices of the ancient wall. From the top you can see Peru on one side and Bolivia on the other.  You can also see snow capped mountains in the distance.  Its just a beautiful sight!  We stayed on top to watch the sunset, but unfortunately cloud came in to obscure some of it.  Silly me had forgotten to bring my regular glass, so I had to be led down the final section of the trail to the house. Unfortunately for me, I was also feeling a bit of altitude sickness and once I got back to our home stay, all I could do was drink a cup of tea and fall into bed. 

On Saturday, we had breakfast with the family and then left the island for an hour boat ride over to Taquile island. The wind was whipping up some waves and many folks, including me felt a bit nauseous.  Alejandro gave me a cotton ball soaked with alcohol to smell.  This helped to relieve the nausea, thank goodness.

When we arrived at Taquile, many of us in the tour group were feeling a bit fragile, but there was no time to rest.  We had to hike up the hill to the Town Square which sits at the top of the island.  It took me 90 minutes to make the climb with a few stops to rest, look at the view, check out the cows and sheep, etc. We were in no hurry. Taquile is a much more pretty and green island than Amantani, which is mostly brown.  There is farming on both islands, but the Taquile farms seemed to be more healthy. 

Once the group all got to the Town Square, Alejandro brought us to a restaurant where he explained the traditional dress of the Taquile people.  After the talk, we had a wonderful lunch of pan-fried trout, fried potatoes, beets and rice.  The Peruvians seem to serve white rice for almost every meal! The trout was the best I've ever had!  After lunch we headed across the mountain top to descend on the other side.  On the final descent, there are 540 steps to go down to reach the lake and the dock where the boat was. I'm not taking regular, evenly spaced steps. I'm talking about rocks placed along the slope to lead you downward. There were a few "landings" along the way, but not many.  Once we reached the lake we had a three hour boat ride back to Puno.  We were dropped off at the same hotel and were given the room for the rest of the day so we could shower and rest before our overnight bus ride back to Cusco.


A little about the bus....it was a really comfy bus with seats that reclined almost all the way.  Both Andrea and I settled into the seats to sleep for the trip back to Cusco. When I got back to the apartment I realized that my iPad had been stolen while I slept on the bus. Silly me, I had placed my backpack under my seat which made it easy for the people behind me to get to it and steal the iPad.  I'm disappointed for sure, but it would have been a lot worse to lose money, credit cards, passport, etc. The people who stole it won't be so happy to realize it's the first edition of the iPad. I hope they don't get any money for it!  Luckily I had set up the "where is my iPad" program and sent a signal for it to be erased. Then I promptly changed all of my passwords to prevent them from getting into any information from my iPad. Lesson learned:  keep your backpack on your lap or between your feet at all times. Dang that stung a bit!