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Elon volleyball's Traci Stewart is spending the winter term studying abroad in Peru. Read all about her Peruvian adventures as she shares them with Phoenix fans on our blog.
I can't believe the time has come for me to leave this unbelievable place. It's a bitter sweet feeling to say the least. We had a toast tonight to an incredible journey full of laughter and smiles. This place is indescribable. One of a kind. And I wouldn't have wanted to be here with anyone else but the people I have met along the way. From Raul to my core group of friends, people shape who you are, these people and this place have changed me. I have been able to see things through a bigger lens. I've been blinded for so long, living in my Elon, North Carolina bubble, where I'm comfortable. It's my home. However, I have another home now - Peru. I have seen so many things in the past 24 days that people long to see in a lifetime. What a beautiful place, what beautiful people. I hope I am meant to return here again someday, but if I'm not, I will always hold the memories I have made here. The memories that have shaped me, the people who I have grown to love and will love forever.
Thanks to all of you who have enjoyed this journey with me from afar. I hope I could share with you a small glimpse of this place with you, although words don't do this place justice. Here's to Peru.
Traci
Elon volleyball's Traci Stewart is spending the winter term studying abroad in Peru. Read all about her Peruvian adventures as she shares them with Phoenix fans on our blog.
Quote of the day: "There will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever- improving path...But this, far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb." -Winston Churchill
Last day at Machu Picchu - WOW. Yesterday was a 4 a.m. wake up call. I didn't even remember picking up the wake up call. We were out the door and off to the bus station at 4:45. We then waited for an hour in the dark at the bus station just to get to the gates of Machu Picchu and wait in line - even longer.
There are two hikes you can do: Machu Picchu mountain (which is straight up the whole way in stairs) or Waynapicchu (where you have to sign your life away before going on the hike). Megan and I chose this one for the experience and to be out of our comfort zone. Only 400 people a day get to go on this hike, that's why we had to get there so early. We got lost for a little while in the ruins before reaching the starting point of Waynapicchu, but once we reached the starting point, we were up, up, up, and away. Raul said if you are afraid of heights, he highly advised you not to go. For most of the hike, there were ropes attached to the side of the mountain that you had to use to thrust yourself up the mountain. It has never felt so good to reach the top of a mountain before. Once you reach the top, you can either go down the way you came or go past the great caves. For the record, it was wet and rainy when we started the hike and didn't know if we would be able to see anything because in the cloud forest, you never know what the weather will be like. Luckily, once we reached the top of Waynapicchu, the sky cleared up and we could see the range of beautiful green mountains around us.
Anyways, we decided to go back down the long way, past the great caves where the Incas buried their mummies. Megan and I took a picture in one of the tombs - a little sketchy if you ask me, but really awesome to be there. We thought we were hiking down the mountain, which we were for some of it. Down some ladders and lots of slippery stairs until we reached the caves, then we had to go back up the mountain to get somehwhat closer to the finish line. We were huffing and puffing to say the least. We were also ready to eat lunch. I think I ate my snickers bar in 2 bites. Then, we started the hike of the sun gate. We pretty much speed walked the whole way and it was raining the whole time. We made it up in 30 minutes and down in 30 minutes. It was worth it. Everything is worth it here.
We were going to hike Machu Picchu today, but it was really rainy and cloudy, so we decided for our own safety, we would just explore the ruins for one more day - getting lost in and out of the Incas incredible masterpiece. Now, we are about to get on the train back to Cuzco. My time here is quickly approaching it's finish line. Although I will be sad to see this journey end, I know, God-willing, I will be back here again someday.
Elon volleyball's Traci Stewart is spending the winter term studying abroad in Peru. Read all about her Peruvian adventures as she shares them with Phoenix fans on our blog.
Today we visited Raul's hometown of Chinchero, where he was born and raised. A quaint town in the Andes. Home to the center for traditional textiles where both his Mom and Grandma works. It is a place where women weave the finest clothes, socks, hats, scarves, you name it, in order to preserve the designs of the Incan culture. There were all different kinds of women, young and old, but with the same thing in common, preserving a culture. We watched them weave for awhile and we had a tour of how they make the yarn from alpaca wool to the dying of the wool to make beautiful colors. After our tour and walking around for a bit, we all got to try weaving ourselves. It was really hard to catch on to at first, and my helper laughed at me often, but then I started to get the hang of it and probably sat there weaving for a good hour. We got to keep our design. Sitting there, weaving with women who have done this their entire life was a humbling experience. To be immersed in such a crtical part of Peruvian history and culture was a gift.
After weaving, we went to Raul's aunt's house for lunch right across from the textiles center. I tried guinea pig for the first time. They brought it out on a plate. The entire guinea pig - full body picture. If I hadn't have seen that, it probably would have made it taste a little better. However, since I saw a childhood pet in front of me on a platter, it didn't taste as good as I would have hoped. After lunch, we toured Chinchero, visited the town square and the church that Raul was brought up in. It was beautiful perched in the Andes looking over Inca ruins.
We then toured Moray ruins which was yet another intricate Incan design of architecture. We then drove past the Salineras salt complex where there were buckets full of salt as far as the eye could see. Pretty cool.
Tomorrow we are off to Macchu Picchu. As Raul calls it - the new eighth wonder of the world. We will be arriving by train and will be there for three days so I won't have access to a computer. But don't worry, I will take pictures and soak it all in so I can tell you about it when we return. I can't believe we are finally going to Macchu Picchu tomorrow. It's been two years and counting.
Traci