“I could feel the air in the room vibrating as he cleared the negative energies from the man who had come to visit.”
Dio was everything a chef should be. Firstly, there was the name. I never managed to catch what it was…
I’m slumped on a dirty mattress in an abandoned hut in the middle of the jungle, dry-heaving into a bucket while a shaman whacks me over the head with a bundle of dried leaves.
“Pilpintuwasi” is Quechua (native language of South America) and translates to “Butterfly house”.
“Don’t shave your head. Don’t do that to the world,” said Victor, before he took my face in his hands and kissed me.
I shoved him off and, thankfully, didn’t listen to him.
FURTHUR, said the bus.
A piece on finally fulfilling a life-long dream of mine – to set foot in the Amazon rainforest.
“Sometimes, it feels like a place and I share the same soul”
My thoughts turn to the next chapter of my journey as I prepare to finish my first volunteering project and leave Cusco on my own!
To plant a tree is an act of selflessness. Lowering the young saplings into the ground, I am reminded that…