Back To Temporary Reality

The ride back from Cajamarca to Lima was uneventful - for the most part. There was a brief stop while a fuel line was fixed that had somehow broken (things like this become non-issues in Peru - it gets fixed or you settle in for a long wait; complaining or worrying about it does nothing but needlessly waste energy and time), but other than that it was speedy. Perhaps a bit too speedy. Sometime during the night, Lorena and I woke up to watch the pavement fly but as the bus careened around the curves of the road. Being at the top of a double-decker bus, it was an interesting feeling - like we were in emminent danger of tipping over at any minute. I like to think that it was just a feeling and that we were far from it actually happening - it helps soothe my mind a bit!

Durning the trip, we came upon a small lake bookcased by two small towns. The glow from the towns gave the scene an eerie, extraterrestrial feel. As the seemingly barren landscape flew by, the trees and small hills melted into the shadows of the larger hills. We could have been anywhere - Peru, Africa, Mars. Then we were suddenly in the middle of a highway town, and back in Peru. The doors and windows spilled light onto the highway and people lazed in the doorways watching the life of the highway fly by.

I`m back in training now and it is going to as hard as I expected it to be now that I know what is waiting for me. At times training seems frivolous, but there are resources here that I still can and will take advantage of (language training, technical resources, the proximity of Lima).