I’ve been in Peru for a little more than a month now and adjusting to all the changes and differences has been anything but easy.

I grew up in Colorado, in the suburbs to be exact. There everything is very quiet, really the only noise you hear are the birds and crickets chirping. When you hear airplanes, it is typically from the military base that’s an hour south of us. Ambulances are rare. When there is one, it calls for bad news.

The climate definitely changes throughout the day, but it usually starts out chilly, turns warm during the day and back to cold at night. You can lay on the grass, surrounded by hundreds of trees, to watch the clouds as they pass and change shapes. The sky is a beautiful bright blue and the sun shines bright and keeps you warm.

Peru. Lima. San Miguel.

It’s winter here and oh boy is it cold. The sky is also always gray, they call it the belly of a donkey. It doesn’t rain, it drizzles rarely, but the clouds don’t even move. They have parted a couple of times because spring is starting, but not seeing the sun or the sky can get a bit depressing.

Here I live with a wonderful host family. My host mom is a professor from the University I go to here. Her maid, and the maid’s daughter, live at the house as well. They have 2 dogs and they’re super cute. However, the location is a crazy change.

We live two blocks from the main road and mall, across a casino, one block from a little clinic with ambulances and about 20 minutes from the airport.

Not to mention everyone honks at for everything, even for fun.

Main point: It is loud.

For the first month I was here I couldn’t sleep for more than an hour. I would wake up in a panic because there was someone outside the casino screaming because they lost money, or because there was another ambulance passing.

The airplanes shake my bedroom doors and because I have the sound of an airplane paired with the military, I swear Lima is always at war. It sounds a bit extreme but not knowing where a sound is coming from for someone coming from a quiet neighborhood is a little nerve wracking.

However the food is delicious, off the coast is pretty and my university is really tranquil.

There are several little things about Peru that I’m finally starting to see and like, like if someone is being treated badly, most Peruvians will stand up for them. They also are very social if you approach them and are almost always willing to help.

It’s been a really rocky transition and I’m still trying to sleep a full night through, but with God all things are possible.



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