"We shall not cease from exploration and at the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."-T.S. Eliot, "The Four Quartets"

Monday, August 30, 2010

Mixto

As I sip my coca tea from a chipped tea cup on this the two month mark of my arrival, I think about everything I have experienced so far. This entry will be more visual as at the moment I am at a loss for words.

This is a photo of Urubamba from the caminata cruz, the white cross that sits high above the city. It's a pretty tough hike, makes the lungs burn at this altitude.

The front of the school where I teach, with local woman.


Pigments for sale in Pisac market.


The only street food I will eat: the baked tamale wrapped in corn husk at the Pisac market. Soooo delicious!


The back yard of Ccatan, the long-term hostel where I am living. This is where we have lunch sometimes.


The kitchen of Ccatan and where we spend a lot of our time here.


The bulls plowing the land in our backyard.


The Argentinian Parrilla we had at Ccatan.
This is the Ccatan family! Volunteers, teachers (like me), local Peruvians and friends.


This is me drinking some mate, in the spirit of Argentina.


Still life of our table during the parrilla.


Cooking the meat for the Parrilla.


Yo.


At Salineras, natural salt pools.


Make no mistake, this is not snow.


Never seen anything like this before.


At Moray. Moray was designed and built by the Incas as experimental crop terraces.


Moray.


Sunset over the Sacred Valley at Salineras. I can't help thinking how lucky I am.

3 comments:

  1. Hi Melanie, again I have enjoyed your blog. Your mom and dad are looking forward to seeing you next week. We all went out to our "pub night" on Friday. It'll probably be the last time we sit on Huether's patio this summer, because it was getting cool during the evening. This has been a very hot and humid summer and athough I do like the heat, I don't really like the humidity. We didn't even go to the beach this summer because it's a bit of a hassle getting someone to take Charlie out while we're gone. Sitting on our back deck feels like cottage country except, of course, we don't have the lake. Have a good time with your parents while they're visiting you, and I'm sure they'll have a lot of stories to tell us when they get back. Dale says, "hi". Take care. love, Nina/Dale

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  2. As per usual, your blog is full of life. You are an excellent journalist of the everyday life of a traveller in Peru, Mel. I also really enjoy your pictures and words. From the still life of the table to the landscape of the salt lakes, you are allowing us to see something rare and special, something we don't have to make the effort to enjoy. That is the benefit of email, I guess, and the work of a photojournalist. Keep practicing your trade; I think it is a very good place for you to be.

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  3. Nice, very nice blog. Peru is so mystic.

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