Posts Tagged: Cusco
‘Monday 6th October 2014 9.40am What a random morning. After waking at 5am we have literally spent about 3 hours in a bus. We are now at the hot springs. I have to say, I find this very similar to
‘Saturday 4th October 2014 – 1920 I am in Cusco! I’m sitting in a little restaurant called Jack’s cafe which by all accounts is very ‘tourist’ friendly. It was a bit of a maze getting here, even with a map,
I was beginning to feel a bit restless, and returning to my Reader found some solace in a post. ‘Estas sola?’ she wrote. ‘Si, estoy solita’. (‘Are you on your own?’ ‘Yes, I am on my own’). She too was
Before I go on, have a read of this poem: Daughter There is so much that I love about this. I’ll teach her to be whole, to be holy, to be so much that she doesn’t even need me anymore.
I’ve been back almost a week. I finally manage to call my mother and have our regular catch up, except this time the hours flow and the natter does not stop. In many ways, it’s good to be back. We