I’m writing this from the top of the Pinkylluna ruins in Ollantaytambo, Peru. I live here. I left my house around 9:15 am, arrived to the entrance of the ruins at 9:20 am and by 9:30 am I had escalated and found a seat with a view. This is my favorite place in the Sacred Valley of the Incas. The fresh air, the challenge, the point of view, it makes everything that happens down below feel so small. Trickles on raindrops are falling from the clouds overhead and I couldn’t be more happy to be here.
From Lima to Ayacucho to Hualla and Sacsamarca, Cusco, Urubamba, Ollantaytambo, Pisac, Aguas Calientes, Puno, Arequipa, Iquitos, Marcapata and so many other places in Peru along the way, I’ve found a home here in this beautiful country.
Back in April of 2017 a friend from Lima suggested I look at a job application for a non-profit organization based in Peru. Unemployed, and seeking adventure and some stability, I applied.
By early June I had interviewed twice, amidst a pool of…