Here's a little trap
That sometimes trips up everyone
When we tire of our own company
Sometimes we're the last to see beyond the day's frustrations
That's how it is
How it's going to be
For the first time in 10 weeks, I have left the Amazon. I never thought IŽd ever actually want to leave the Amazon, considering I did my MasterŽs thesis on Alternatives to Amazonian Deforestation, and I read so many books about the Amazon as a college student and grad student.
But the truth is, after living in a tiny village of 250 inhabitants, it gets a bit tiresome after a while, and one needs to breathe a bit of fresh air so to speak. So when another Peace Corps Coordinator invited Volunteers to a meeting in the Andes mountains (4.5 hours away from my village), I jumped at the chance.
IŽll be in this southern Andean city for three days, doing work-related projects, meeting with other Peace Corps volunteers, and enjoying my luxurious $9.00 per night hotel (which features hot water, a sink, and a T.V.).
Additionally, IŽll be able to view a whole other host of indigenous peoples, who look and dress differently from the ones in the Amazon.
Yesterday, I visited couple of fellow volunteers' sites. One volunteer lives in a spectacular looking village, high up in the Andes mountains. While traversing through the village, we noticed many drunk men, some of who were lying in the road passed out. My Peace Corps colleague told me that it was normal to see drunk men lying in the roads on Saturdays and Sunday.
May you be well,
Supernova
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