Cusco

Cusco is one of the most beautiful cities I've ever been to. I love the cobblestone roads and ancient churches. At every twist and turn, there was something eye-catching or thought-provoking. After only a month in Peru, I've learned a shitload about the Incas - probably more than anyone should know.

The people were also a unique bunch; I'm tall, blonde, and white, which sometimes resulted in some unwanted attention. I was walking down a street once, and I was approaching a man who was staring at me really creepily. As I pass him, he says in broken english: "You're my kind!". I ignored it and kind of sped-walked away. I was really creeped out at first, but now I find it hilarious, considering that would never happen to me in the US. Other than that, the people were so diverse and interesting, I resolved I need to live in a spanish speaking country after college in order to become fluent. I also found it funny how little girls would walk around Cusco dressed in traditional Peruvian attire, often accompanied by a baby llama. Tourists, including myself, absolutely ate up this special photo-op, while the girls got some money out of it. While I commend their adaptive brilliance, my mom and I would constantly run out of cash.

I love the Peruvian culture.