I thought it would be a breeze to come to Peru for two months and do some volunteer work, leave, and jump back into my “real life”. What is real? Nobody really knows. The highs and lows of emotions that I’ve felt while in Peru definitely felt REAL. The friendships I made definitely felt REAL. Local transit definitely felt Real. The food has been amazingly “unreal”. But most of all, waking up every morning and seizing the day definitely was the most real I have ever felt.
As I write this blog from bus number 54, going to the community, the realization of my two months ending very soon is coming to mind.
The last group just left Peru ending their trip in the beautiful Machu Picchu mountains. I am trying to think of a time when they complained, had troubles, or showed the slightest sign of weakness. Honestly, I really cannot. Kiera was lifting 50 pound cement bags back and forth like it was fun. Amber was chizzling away the earth with a smile on her face. Sylvia was dealing with a frustrated three year old with ease at the day care. Wesley was in the hospital after becoming ill, and believe it or not, with a positive attitude towards the experience he had in Peru. People like that inspire me because they do not just think of the moment, they think outside of it. It’s amazing! Sam and Natalee brought together an amazing group of fantastic individuals who just wanted to “be there”. Just BE. Be one with the kids, one with the community and one with each other.