There is a place where the sidewalk ends. And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black. And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow. We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, and watch where the chalk-white arrows go. To the place where the sidewalk ends.Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know. The place where the sidewalk ends. ~Shel Silverstein
The site of our mini- field based training was called Marcahuasi. And it was at the edge of the world.
Its incredible to only change a few thousand feet and watch the marked new response of differing vegetation, people, and manner of living. It was incredible. Jumping from rock to rock as the sun slowly disappeared, the feeling, it was like coming up for air after being underwater for too long. It was on the top of my lists for beautiful places. It was empty except for the peace corps aspirentes. At times, it was only me. Isn't that the trite side of touring a place. You want to get away from people. The selfishness of wanting the landscape to be yours, for as far as you can see. But what impact would isolating this place have on the people who stand to benefit from advertising its natural beauty and hiking potential to foreigners with ample cash? This is the sad part about marketing an incredible natural resource like Marcahuasi. The net gain is economic privilege but at a loss in integrity of the pristine site that houses old ruins, unspoilt vistas, and a charming small town appeal. The song Golden Slumbers by the Beatles should have been piped into the background.
So while I seem like I am on vacation, I promise you all that majority of my days here are working days. The First day at our mini-field based training session consisted of investigating the town of Marcahausi's potential for developmental projects like recycling/managing waste, environmental education, and ecotourism growth. ALL IN SPANISH. Which, while I am progressing steadily in my language wielding abilities, they still fail to strike awe and confidence in people.