Monday, July 20, 2015

Day 22 - Home again

Monday July Twentieth
     I was incredibly sick last night waking up every few hours to have to run to the bathroom. My stomach was just doing all sorts of crazy things. 
     I just felt so lonely on top of everything, having to do everything yourself even when you're feeling so bad really does that, having no one to take care of you. No one to talk to, no that even cared.
     Packing was awful, I would stuff two or three things in my pack at a time and then collapse back onto my bed working up the energy for the next round. I still couldn't face eating so didn't have breakfast. Then to the airport to go back home, or at least my Cusco home!
     It was the most uncomfortable 45 minutes imaginable, every position that I tried more uncomfortable than the last, and every minute longer. 
     I was so, so glad to touch down in Cusco! Familiar territory! I didn't even have the energy to barter a reasonable fare for the taxi and so heavily overpaid, but at long last I was home! Yay!
     It was awesome to be reunited with Hunter and Caroline, and the other Caroline! 
    All I wanted to do was collapse but it was my first day at work at a local high school helping the English teacher. After I lay down and deliberated for a bit I decided I felt a little better and would go.
   However it turned out that feeling bad wasn't the only problem I had to face. I had to take a bus to get there and completely missed the stop and rode it to the end of the line. I got off very worried but luckily for me that was still within walking distance of the school. Phew! That was a close one! 
     It reminds me of the school I attended in Italy for one year, two stories, courtyard in the middle, with no greenery. It took me a while to find the right classroom but once I got there the teacher greeted me with a big hug and kiss. Peruvian people are always so warm and friendly even if you've just met! It's one of my favorite things about their culture!
      Teaching was a lot of fun! Although it was hard to get their respect as they were the same age as me and quite a few were older! However I was a lot of help, the first lesson the teacher was teaching was how to talk about time except she was teaching them to say o'clock after every time, such as 3:17 O'clock!
    I corrected her on many occasions but felt a bit bad about showing her up in front of her class so would say things like, that might be correct but it's more common to say, or maybe in other parts it's like that but in Colorado... Haha!
    I got home tired but feeling a little better, even ate a little dinner, and then slept even more!