We had a lot of fun last
night, but it was a long night last night, so this morning was tough. It’s a
last day in Ica so we made the most of it by visiting Paracas – the town where
many go to see Peru’s own version of the Galapagos Islands. Despite the groggy
morning, it was a sight to see! One of the most spectacular, breath-taking
visits we have had on the trip so far – I haven’t forgotten about Machu Picchu,
but that wasn’t until the end of the trip. Regardless, this was definitely a
must-see if you come to Peru. I love the outdoors. I love fresh air. I love
boats. And I love port breeze. And that’s exactly what I got today.
We line up behind a group of
other tourists, making our way to the small boat that would motor our way
across the ocean to see Las Islas Ballestas. I cannot say enough about my love
for boat rides and the need for sea-excursions. I whole-heartedly believe that
I would definitely be a pirate in another life. I secretly still want to be one
today honestly. Maybe after graduation since a lot of people ask me what I want
to do when I leave Northeastern. We board the boat and I immediately run up to
the front of the boat like a little boy, so that I could embrace the view.
Hell, I didn’t even sit down the whole ride. I spent most of us with the ocean
breeze bristling against my cheeks, air brushing back my hair, and the oxygen
in the air rushing through my respiratory system. I felt alive. On our way to
the islands, we got to see dolphins – my self-assigned spirit animal - jumping
out of the waters left and right! I also love dolphins. Just a beautiful and
majestic boat ride as a whole. We arrive at the islands and they were
magnificent. Just a grand beautiful sight covered in blue-footed boobies and sea
lions. Amazing.
We made our way back to the
port to get ready to head home. It’s a 4-hour bus ride home so it was a long
day. Before heading home completely, we had stopped by this small Afro Peruvian
town to expose ourselves of another part of Peruvian history. I didn’t know
where we were going exactly at the time. We would pull up in front of this
house where an African man greeted us. He directed us to all come into the
house and sit around the living room with chairs all set. It was interesting
because we were literally sitting in this man’s home. He had a microphone in
hand and introduced himself to us and what we were going to see. He sits down
and music began to play. Drum rolls. Other Africans began dancing their way
through a beaded curtain, one by one dancing their way out. They began a
traditional afro Peruvian dance routine. It was a very lively time. Towards the
end of the performance, we all got up to dance with them and that was great
because I love to dance.
After our short stop with the Afro
Peruvians, we would make our long 4-hour ride back home on the bus.
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