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Since we arrived in Ancash as new volunteers the presence of other gringos was obvious. They can even be seen in my smaller provincial capital of Yungay. Huaraz is a very popular destination for backpackers and tourists who are interested in spending time in the mountains. One can come to Huaraz to take advantage of a host of activities. The Cordillera Blanca and Negra are home to mountaineering, rock climbing, bouldering, mountain biking, hiking, trekking etc…. Read More
For this edition of Los Lunes Son Para Libros, I want to talk about 100 Years of Solitude, written by Gabriel García Márquez (GGM). I found this book in the office I work in at my school. I am assuming it had been left behind by the previous volunteer. I picked it up not really knowing what is was and took it home. It sat on a shelf for about a month before… Read More
Atrapado en piedra Pachamama grita desde dentro Ella vea lo que pasa a su tierra Lagrimas corren y ella se cubre la cara Si ella llora, todos lloran Ella Necesita ser fuerte Como la piedra que ella llama hogar
The second part of our trip to Arequipa revolved around visiting Colca Canyon. In the world, this canyon is the second deepest canyon behind something bigger in Tibet. It is about 3,270 meters deep. It the southern hemisphere, it is by far the largest. The entire area surrounding the canyon and the small town that can be found along its rim are perfect hubs for exploring the canyon. Most of the activity… Read More
For Semana Santa, I ran away to Southern Peru to visit la cuidad blanca, Arequipa. During this part of the year the entirety of Peru get days off of work and school. As Peace Corps volunteers, we too are granted a few vacation days to take part in the festivities. Pretty much any other Latin American and Catholic country takes time to celebrate. They are remembering the persecution and crucifixion of Jesus,… Read More
I like to be so light, as to waiver in the wind and to sit upright in order to feel just right. I like to be with eyes closed, like a tree who can’t see, and to be still like a statue posed. I like to inhale deep, as to a whale at sea, and to feel my heart leap when I find a place I’d like to keep.
The sunset still looked good through my teary eyes. The cold hard bench felt just right. “¿Papi, por qué el cielo es así?” From golden light, to orange and then red. That was the thought running through his tiny head.
Four months is a short time But each day you made my smile shine. I loved the meals we shared And the oceans in which we stared. Your iconic laughter Filled the room to the rafter. And your smooth Spanish skills They gave me the chills. I was lucky to be your roommate Not once did I ever feel hate. Instead I felt pride If only you were by my… Read More
For this week’s edition of Los Lunes Son Para Libros, I am going to talk about a book called Between the World and Me written by Te-Nehisi Coates. It is a short book and an extremely fast read. In total it took my two days to finish. Coates’ writing style contributes to the fact that you are able to fly through the pages. The book is like one long poem. Actually, it’s more like… Read More
Teddy Dondanville 