Yesterday Tara and I went to Chipaca and Papelillo with my host family, the Castros, to visit some of their friends.
Me, Marce, Carlos and our new friends Teresa and Mariana.
Chapica is about a 25 minute mototaxi ride away from Chulucanas in the "country". To get there you wind through dirt roads with beautiful fields and crops on both sides. Since there were 4 of us on the way (Me, Tara, Marce and Carlos) and a moto fits 3 sitting, Tara and I stood on the back of the moto. They all have a little space in the back to put goods from the market or whatever; it is like an open air trunk (you need to hold things down so they dont fly off). But it is very sturdy!
Anyway. While gazing over the top of the moto, taking the scenery, and enjoying the breeze, I turned to Tara and said, "we have really cool lives." Originally, I was bummed because last weekend I missed Artscape in Baltimore. I had been having a really fun weekend, but I was also disappointed to not be home with my friends enjoying the festivities. But riding on the back of the moto through the Peruvian countyside I realized, I have a cool life. Living in Peru is definitely hard, but it is also exciting and beautiful and new every day.
The standard campo road.
Fording a river in a moto - another good reason to be standing up.
Every area of the campo may not have running water or power, but they do have futbol fields!
Carting his wares to the market, no doubt.
Campo houses and their campo fencing.
A little scenery.
True life Peru: Cow crossing -Tara and I almost got knocked off the back by a huge bull.
And to finish it off, a video from the back of the moto (the wind is really loud, brace yourselves):
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