A Home Away From Home

Trip Start Sep 28, 2013
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Trip End Sep 27, 2014


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Sumayaq Hostal, Cusco, Peru

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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Sometimes when you travel you arrive to a place and regardless of where it is or how different it may be from the place you call home, some feeling of peace and belonging descends upon you and somehow, that place immediately feels like home. For me, Cusco in Peru is one of those places.

Everything seemed to come together in Cusco. The weather was not too hot, not too cold, but sunny with pretty blue skies. The place was touristy in a non-annoying way: plenty of facilities we tourists need and crave, but large enough to swallow up most of the crowds. I also found a great cafe that served pineapple juice just the way I like it, and generous pots of tea. And I got a super good deal of a room that despite being labeled and priced as a female dorm room, remained my own for the entire duration of my stay.

So I wandered the streets of Cusco, the way I like to do when I know I have some time on my hands and I don't have to hurry up to see all the sights. The morning I arrived I spent more than an hour in the main square, waiting for the flag raising ceremony. I climbed my way up to the white Christ on the hill. And I visited the markets to scout for souvenirs.

Another great thing about Cusco was that Lisa, the girl I met on my Galapagos cruise, happened to still be in town when I arrived. So we went out for lunch, and the next day met up for drinks on the terrace in the glorious sunshine. Just like I would do at home.

My good fortune abandoned me for a moment when my attempt to arrange for an afternoon of horseriding in the Sacred Valley fell through due to the other person cancelling and me not being able to put down a deposit on a Sunday. But my disappointment was only temporary. There were other things to do. Like read my book in the city's various squares. And enjoying Peruvian cuisine (see next post).

All in all, every meal I had in Cusco was fabulous, and every day turned out sunny and warm. I had no trouble finding what I was looking for and my Spanish has now improved that I can ask for the things I need (especially the things food-related). I have also mastered the art of haggling in a foreign language, which has helped with the souvenir buying. I only spent a few nights in Cusco, but that was enough to make it feel a little bit like home. 
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