For those parents who are a bit worried about their babies being away in a foreign country, fear not, we are thriving in the glorious mountains of Peru in the little village of Munaychay. As we feasted upon a hearty breakfast of rolls with jam and butter and oatmeal with lots of milk, we struck...
After a late night playing cards, we had an early start where our team prepared breakfast for us in the community kitchen! Following breakfast, we hit the road to our friend Fernando’s farm in the mountains. At the farm, we met Fernando’s cousins, the twins, Javier and Jaime, where we went through the process of...
The following poem is a collection of small writing pieces created along our 3 day trek through the Himalayas. The orange clay like earth beneath my feet feels nice. It’s as if the soil moves according to you, its confidence determined by the rain. My skin is cool and damp, easily noticed as it sticks...