Earlier in the month, we had our second Rotary trip of the year. It was an absolutely amazing trip. It included stops in Madre de Dios (the rainforest of Peru), Cusco (the historical capital of the Incas), Machu Picchu (the lost city of the Incas), Puno and Lake Titicaca (the highest navigable lake in the world). We saw so many truly amazing things, but instead of giving a recap of ALL of it (because 10 days jammed full of culture is difficult to explain in such a short time!), I am just going to focus on the two parts of the trip that I consider to be the highlights: Machu Picchu, and the night we spent on Lake Titicaca.
We spent one full day at Machu Picchu, about half way through the trip. We woke up early to take the bus up the zig-zagging path to the ruins. Once we arrived, we made our way up to the top where we had a picture perfect view of the entire city. It took my breath away. I'd obviously seen Machu Picchu in pictures, so going into the day I already had a pretty good idea of what it looked like. I was a bit worried that it wouldn't be as impressive as everyone had built it up to be, but it really was. Being there and learning about all of the history that one site contains gave me such a strange feeling. It almost made me feel small. It's easy to get so caught up in your own life that you forget just how big the world really is. I have been so consumed with my new life and my exchange that I've forgotten about the big picture. But being there, in that lost city full of history and culture, I was reminded.
The other highlight of the trip for me was the last night. We spent our last night on an island in the middle of Lake Titicaca, where we stayed with ''host families'' who hosted us for the night. It was like a mini exchange, but in a completely different setting and only for one night. My friend Elise (from Belguim) and I were paired up to stay the night with this wonderful woman and her siblings. It was such a good time. They made us lunch and dinner (consisiting of salad, soup, potatoes and rice) and then brought dressed us up in the traditional clothing of the area (like the woman is wearing here) and brought us to a little party for all of the exchange students where we learned some traditional dances of the island. It was such a blast.
On this island, their native language is Quechua, the language of the Incas. While Elise and I were sitting at the table eating lunch, our ''host family'' was sitting around having a conversation in Quechua and we could not understand a WORD. That was when it really hit me how much my Spanish has improved throughout these past four months. I remember at the beginning of my exchange when I would sit around the kitchen table with my host family in Lima, feeling that same confusion... Being so lost, because I couldn't follow what they were saying. And now here I am four months later and not only can I understand almost fluently, but I can also be an active part of the conversation. This was such a slow, gradual change, I didn't even notice it happening! I sometimes get upset, or feel self conscious about my Spanish, because I worry that it hasn't improved enough, but being there really helped me realize just how far I've come. It made me feel very proud of myself :)
Overall, it was a really amazing trip full of great, new experiences for me!



