This morning´s 6:00am walk to work took us into uncharted, muddy territory. Thinking I would be crossing rivers, I wore my sandals, only to find out our ¨jalon¨(aka hitch hiking ride) was not going to make it and we would set out on foot. The community was an hour walk away and I arrove being able to see more mud than foot.
Once we started talking with the family; however, I began to move past the fact that I had been romping in manure ¨enriched,¨ stagnant water and enjoyed the fresh stone ground tortillas served to us, hot off the stove while I took in the beautiful view. (I also took note of the fact that not a single person in the family was wearing shoes and all of the food was cooked outside, in the mud.) The next house we went to invited us to clean our feet at their tap and we were clean again... at least until the next squishy step!
Rosa Milian and her son Lesther Antonio pose for a picture in their outdoor kitchen
Beautiful views of the Orocuina countryside
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