by Kevin
The last two weeks have been undoubtedly busy for the entire cohort. Orientation activities have taught us the ropes of a new land. Learning how to manage the street dogs of Urubamba, being shown to be wary of the street food around town, and learning how to interact with the community are just a short snippet of what has been taught to us during orientation. Attending an Andean ceremony that aims to preserve a culture that has been present among the Andean mountains for generations showed us a glimpse into a battle between indigenous cultures and globalization. A hike down a breathtaking mountain with a waterfall and river splitting the land apart showcased the beauty that this land has to offer. Visits to non-governmental organizations taught us the impact and importance of service, but also what role we as foreigners have in the context of our service. Throw in a few classes and a birthday celebration for two, and in summary, that’s been the last two weeks for the cohort.
At least, that’s what I would say, but we often forget to reflect on the small moments that really contribute to a meaningful experience. Not the moments that are worth attention on social media, but the moments that contribute to the beauty and authenticity of any new experience. From exploring the local market to the local businesses where we run errands, to the meals that are not necessarily worthy of an Instagram post but that fill the soul and stomach. The many breakfasts we have shared over the past few days, rushing to make eggs or reheat dinner leftovers before we depart for a day of classes or new adventures. Or the many evening or night walks that have us avoiding cars, dogs, and obstacles, all in the hopes of making it to dinner or back home. However, a favorite of not just mine but of most of the cohort has been hanging out on the hammocks in the communal yard and garden. Anything from reading to gossip, to lively group discussions, to friendly banter, naps, listening to music, or simply swinging in motion, the hammocks often get lost in the grand scheme of things, but, in my personal opinion, have made this place feel like home, like a place where I can rest and feel safe, without worry. It’s one of the reasons I stopped referring to this place as a hotel and started referring to it as my home.
But yeah, I just felt like sharing a few big and small moments with you, dear reader, whoever you might be. Thank you for listening to what I had to say.