Island Adventure

So it's been over a week in Brazil and I feel pretty settled in! Thursday (my 4th day at my placement) finally felt a LITTLE easier. I believe what makes it easier is that the teacher I work with, Lindalva, is getting used to me and we are learning how to communicate (she doesn't speak any English). I think if we spoke the same language we'd be buddies, she seems like she has a great sense of humor and she is SO good with the kids. They all listen to her and seem to respect her and love her. Anyway, I am slowly finding my place there and feeling a little more helpful.

This weekend 9 of us went to an island called Morro de Sao Paulo about 2 hours (supposedly) from Salvador. Our trip there was quite rainy so we took a boat to another island, drove across that island, then took a short boat ride to Morro. The trip was long and miserable. But once we got there we checked into our beautiful hotel and hit the beach for lunch and a daiquiri. The island is very small; there are no cars on it and one road through the main town, meant for people and wheel barrows, the islands' main "mode of transportation" (ie these guys go around with wheel barrows and harass you, offering to take your bags for you. The road is lined with boutiques selling souvenirs, Brazilian bikinis and other fun stuffs. The road continues and opens up to the beach, lined with restaurants and hotels. Our hotel was amazing. There were hammocks everywhere, a pool with a swim up bar, air conditioning in the rooms and the best part- hot showers (did I tell you that there is no hot water in Salvador? Nothing like a freezing cold shower at 7 am to get your day started! Everyday!).

So we got to the island at about 1 or 2 and enjoyed ourselves for a while then all of a sudden I was struck with sickness. I was hot, delirious, light headed and just felt terrible. I tried to pretend nothing was happening and got ready for the night with the rest of my friends, but by the time we got outside and walked around for a little bit, I was much worse. I called it a night before dinner and went straight to bed where I had a raging fever for the rest of the night. I woke up feeling slightly better Saturday (the hot shower certainly helped) and we all went to the beach and sunned through the morning, staving off jewelry and food vendors every five minutes. We had a lazy day in the sun and enjoyed the food and I even went shopping to make up for the night before! The boat ride back on Sunday was much better and took the prescribed 2 hours. I sat on the back of the boat enjoying the view and the water spraying my legs from the wake of the boat.

Today I missed work because my fever came back. I feel like a pansy for missing, but another volunteer said it was probably good I didn't go because a bunch of kids were sick, some were even sent home. Friday the teachers of the school (which is named Frutos de Mães) had a meeting to discuss the future of the school. There is little to no funding, they receive part of their funds from the government but the majority comes from donations. The school is falling apart physically and many teachers have walked out since they haven't been paid in months and they need to support their own children and families. It will be interesting to see how things progress.

The Itsy Bitsy Spider

So here I am in Brazil! At what we here at CCS (Cross Cultural Solutions, no doi) call the Home Base. I'll fill you in quickly on the end of Peru trip.  We ended up going back to Machu Picchu and toured around just the ruins and kind of just took in the whole scene for a while. It was a lot to take in. Also I petted a llama. Then we ventured to the museum at the bottom of the mountain and actually learned about what we just saw. Just lovely and educational.  We left Aguas Calientes pretty late and had a mean girl sitting next to us who refused to trade the exact same seat with Joey so we were seperated for like 2 hours. It was totally terrible. We made it back to Casa de Wow!! late and headed back to Cusco early in the morning. We spent some time doing some souvenir shopping then sadly bid adieu to our friend Kealan. Brooke, Joey and I played some Rummy 500, drank 2 for 1 drinks, ate food then slept our last sleep in Peru. 

It was 4 airports, 3 plane rides and about 23 hours later when I arrived excited and SO full of energy to Salvador, Brazil. I easily located the CCS driver and his most recent pick up and the three of us headed to the group's VW van in our glamorous matching t-shirts. A half an hour later, we arrive at Home Base, a 3 story building located in a middle class neighborhood known as Graça. The building has a main dining room, kitchen and 2 offices on the main floor; 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms and a living area on the second floor; and 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms and a classroom area on the third. Yes, I have to throw my toilet paper in a trashcan. Yes, I hate it. After getting over that disappointment, the home base doesn't seem that terrible. I don't get internet in my room like most people so I conduct most my business in the main living area, but this does allow for me to talk to passer-bys, ipso facto, I have made friends, SURPRISE! There are 14 other volunteers here currently, about 10 of whom started the same day as I did. My roommate is a 50-ish year old 5'1 woman named Pamela. She's nice. Everyone else is between the ages of 28 and 19. Everyone is very friendly and funny and goes with the flow so we have all been getting along. Which, by the by, is good because it hasn't stopped raining since we have arrived. When it rains in Salvador, and I might guess Brazil as a whole,things just shut down. Apparently Bahians (Salvador is located in the state of Bahia) are allergic to rain. We have been watching movies and going to the ice cream shop down the street quite a bit. A few of us are planning a trip to an island this weekend, hoping the weather will clear up. 

Today we began our volunteer work. I am working in a day care that cares for children from ages about 2 to 6 who live in an area known as Alagadros. Alagadros was once a landfill for trash on top of which people began to live and eventually developed into a community. Many people live in shacks supported on stilts that stand in trash filled waters. Today, because of the rain, many of the children could not make it to day care because the "streets" become so flooded with water, no one can get through without a boat. You would not guess from the children that these are their circumstances. They are chalk full of energy and anxious to be holding my hand, sitting in my lap or just touching/hanging on me in any way. 

When I first walked in to the somewhat run down building, the children were in the middle of their breakfast (for most children, whatever they are fed at this day care is all they will eat) and a little, silent, skinny boy walked up to me and just hugged me. My heart tuned and I thought to myself, "This is going to be a lovely and heart warming experience of cuddling and hugs and pats on the head for everyone!" I was wrong. I think that boy was set up for me to feel at ease so I wouldn't run out of the establishment in the first 5 minutes. These children are off the walls. I have been placed with the 4 year olds, old enought to speak sentences, but not quite old enough to understand that I have no idea what they're saying to me. I walk into the classroom with the 15 or so 4 year olds and they are immediately surrounding me, holding my hands, attaching to my legs, jumping on my knees. The teacher, I believe at the time, saves me from their destruction, setting them up against the wall in a line. "This is better," I think to myself, "just keep them like this." Then the teacher turns and looks at me, says something to me in Portuguese and waits. I stare at her blankly. Then she repeats herself, this time clapping, sort of humming, and pointing at me. "You want me to sing?!" she waits and claps a little more, still staring at me. I look and see the children, still lined up, staring as well.  I build up all my courage, put my index fingers to their opposite thumbs, and slowly begin the All American Favorite Tune "The Itsy Bitsy Spider". Teacher and children continue their blank stares but imitate my hand motions as I feebly spit out the iconic lyrics of this brave old spider. The song ends with silence, and then an outburst as the children immediately forget what just happened. I start again, and again. Then show them Ring Around the Rosy, which we play 2-9 times. The rest of the morning was a blur of crayons, pee smelling kids sitting in my lap, Diego cartoons, and fruitless attempts of getting 4 year old boys to sit down. 

Next Day Addendum- today was a very similar day with the kids, except the regular teacher was there, laying down the law. Also, the roof in the kitchen collapsed. The rain caused flooding on the undone second floor and has just been seeping into the main floor. The bottom portion of the ceiling in the kitchen caved slightly sending plaster, mud and other ceiling materials crashing to the floor, just missing one of the employees working in there. This place is in desperate need of repairs, but there is no money to make them. 

Baby Llamas in Hats, Tobias the Horse, and Mountains

Hola, From Aguas Calientes, Peru! It hasn't yet been a week away from the States and already the adventurers have begun. Day0/1- I met up with Kealan in the Miami airport, anxious and excited for our trip to begin. We had a terrible shock when we found out that we were not on the same flight out of Miami to Lima. No matter. We separated for five hours then met back up, dazed tired and uncomfortable at 4 AM in the Lima airport. After a short flight to Cusco and a over priced cab ride to our hostel (we paid about 55 Peruvian soles [about $25] when we found out later it probably should have cost about 15 soles. Whoops.) where we met Brooke and Joey the four of us set out for food, delirious from lack of sleep and a little loopy (to say the least) from the high altitude. We feasted on bagels with various spreads and lettuce and tomatoes (side note: one of the last pieces of advice my dad gave me was "avoid fresh vegetables such as lettuce and tomatoes." Sorry, Dad. I blame it on the altitude. We did not get [severely] sick). Then we walked around the town of Cusco, saw a few beautiful churches, held a baby llama in a baby llama hat (5 soles), then posted up at a pub with bloody Marys overlooking the main plaza in the town. We ended the day with some delicious Peruvian chicken. My first day in Peru was an altitude-induced-crazed, yet semi-productive day! Day 2- Brooke and Joey booked us a horseback riding trip in the Andes. Classic. After a beautiful car ride into the mountains we arrived at the place that held the horses: a random concrete slab/basketball court on the side of the mountain road. After a (maybe too) brief instruction session, we were all given our horses for the day. My horse, Tobias, and I had an instant connection. He didn't like to listen to any of my commands, but I could tell he liked me anyway. The ride was amazing to say the least. We rode the horses up through the mountains where we got off for a visit to some Incan ruins (Moray). Then after anther brief ride we stopped for a picnic of tradtional chicken and vegetables looking out at a breathtaking mountain landscape. We finally rode back down through the mountains with (somehow) an even more beautiful view. Snow peaked mountains, rolling hills, fields of green, plains of golden straw stuff. It was truly awesome. Sadly, I said goodbye to Good 'Ol Tobs (I really do think he was upset to see me go), and we were bused to a salt mine, where we saw a lot of little pools of salt. It was weird, but interesting. That night we saw some of the Cusco nightlife when we went out with our new friends from the horse tour (a group of volunteers based in Cusco). Day 3- The nightlife in Cusco got us real good. We had a late start. Kealan and I explored the town a little more before we headed off to the next town, Ollantaytambo (say it out loud. Good luck). We took a van with about 8 other people and it dropped us off in the middle of the main square in Ollanta (as the locals call it, much easier on the mouth). We checked into our hostel, Casa de Wow!! (yes, the exclamation points are part of the name), then hit up the Heart Cafe for some dinner and a cerveza (beer.). Day 4- After breakfast at Casa de Wow!!, we went to the ruins in the town to climb about and explore. We're not quite sure what the ruins were, but they were neat and old and a tour guide was not in our budget. We guessed at what they were there for which was most likely pretty accurate anyway. We then got a couple bottles of wine and jumped on the train to Aguas Calientes. The ride was scenic and the wine was... Ok. We detrained, drunk on excitement, and shopped the little souvenir stands. We finally checked in to our hostel, then decided to venture toward the town's namesake: the hot springs. We had heard mixed reviews but we figured we had to try. A lovely walk and 10 soles later, we arrive at a group if dingy pools filled with brown water and tourists. I dipped one toe in to say I did, gagged a little bit, and we were off again! We ate a lovely meal of pizza and ordered a plate of Cuy, a Peruvian delicacy- guinea pig. It came out with very intact hands. It was disgusting. I ate some. It tasted like smoked chicken. It wasn't that bad. The hands were just waving at me the whole time. Day 5- Today we woke up at the ripe hour of 4 AM to make the first bus to Machu Picchu at 530. We were early and we still ended up on the 4th bus up the mountain. Once arriving we headed for high ground to see the sun rise across from Huaynapicchu, the highest mountain peak over looking Machu Picchu. It was breathtaking. Approximately 700 pictures later, we began our journey up Huaynapicchu. What a hike it was. So many stairs. It was incredible making it to each overlook point and seeing the ruins of Machu Picchu further and further down. The views cannot be described properly, at least not by me. The mountains surrounding us on all sides were gargantuan and lush with trees and vegetation. The weather was perfect and the sky was bright blue against the green peaks, but off in the distance you could see a few white snow capped peaks. Pictures could not capture well enough the beauty. And then you would look below and see the ruins of this nearly ancient town, still thousands of feet up, on the side of this mountain. I couldn't stop saying "wow". Every view was picture worthy, then you would snap a picture and want to take another because you just couldn't capture it perfectly. Truly amazing. We then made the mistake of going the long way back, which led us down to another ruin then basically back up the mountain again and finally down. The whole hike was about 4 hours and now my legs hurt. We did a little more exploring around the ruins until we decided we needed another day (and a nap) so we headed back to Aguas Calientes for food and some sleep. A few more days in Peru and then I'm off to Brazil on my own! My only hope is that I don't have to throw the toilet paper in a trash can in when I get there. It is disgusting and the worst. I'M HAVING SO MUCH FUN!