Bienvenidos a Cusco! (finalmente)

Here I am in my first days in Peru!! It’s day 2 in Cusco. I’m stealing wi-fi from someone somewhere so I have the luxury of being in my hostel bed typing this blog. It’s kind of awesome!

(Here I am on the map.)

Cusco is pretty cool, too. It is insanely beautiful, surrounded by these lovely green high hills and has fantastic narrow streets with lots of Spanish colonial architecture.


I slept all day yesterday (between being up late packing and not sleeping much on the airplanes, I had 5 hours of sleep in 48 hours) and had to repack today so I could actually find things that I needed, since I didn’t organize very well while packing late into the night. But I did get out on the town last night, which was fun. I went to a great reggae show in San Blas with a couple of people from my hostel, which was awesome! I didn’t get to see the whole thing because we took off for a house party. It was kind of a cool group of people who work at this school for underprivileged children - half Peruvians who work there and run it, and half foreign volunteers (mostly Americans but I met a couple people from San Martin, which was randomly cool). It was an intimate group of 15 or 20 in a really cool loft apartment. We danced the night away and good times were had by all.

The beauty in this first night in Cusco is that I was really sad to leave my friends in San Francisco. I’m the type of person who mourns an end before it’s really over. I started being sad about leaving San Francisco in June or July. I know at least ten people who can tell you stories when we’d be out, a group of friends, hanging out at a bar or a show or someone’s house and I would realize that it was all going to end. All of it. And I wasn’t ready for it to be over. I kept thinking, ‘What am I doing? Why am I leaving this to go be alone in an unfamiliar part of the world?’ And my friends, good sports that they are, would talk me off the ledge and tell me how much fun I would have, what cool people I’d meet, etc. And I knew they were right. (And thank god they were.)

Next post - my Peru itinerary, which includes such activities as piranha fishing, Macchu Pichu and football in Lima