Sunday, June 14th.
Where did the time go? Was I really in Peru for 8 days?
One of the best parts about this trip was the fact that we all had our trip guides which had sections for us to use as journals. I used to keep a diary as a kid, but I think we all get out of that habit as adults unless we are “writers” and just feel the need to write to unpack our thoughts and emotions. Continue reading
As I mentioned in Part 1, I had just left Angely and her mom to walk to the main road with Francesca to catch a cab. I had to quickly find Shirley to say goodbye. She had been traveling with us all week and translating for my family group. She had been wonderful! As I bent down to hug her, she started encouraging me and saying she would miss me. I think I had been holding in a lot of emotion from visiting with Angely, and now here I was saying goodbye to another friend. I just broke down and couldn’t talk for a little while. I was glad to have my trip guide in my hands so I could hold it in front of my face (below my eyes) so I could see to walk to the bus without everyone seeing my horrible cry face. (I’m determined to find Shirley on Facebook!) Continue reading