Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Walls of Redwing
There I was sitting in this cafe in downtown Miraflores when this girl got talking to me, so being polite and well brought up I put my book and iphone away and indulged her, so to speak.
Turns out she comes from Minnesota and went to university there, which as most of you will know is where Bob Dylan failed to get a degree and dropped out of after his first year to take up some kind of singing thing he got into.
My new friend was called Alison, and not only did she go to Minnesota University, but she was born in a place called Redwing and went to same school as Bob, though I'm not sure if this was in Duluth or Hibbing.
She says there is not much to Redwing but that there is a jail there for young criminals or naughty boys. I knew the song of course, but I never realised such a place as Redwing exists, always thought it was another of his inventions. So there you are, every day here brings new revelations. I keep getting closer to Bobby, one of these days we shall meet. Closed I've been is when he walked past us on Stirling Castle esplanande, or am I imagining that? Maybe someone remembers, my memory is crap.
So spent a pleasant evening with Alison. She was just back from Santiago, Chile and catching her flight back to USA. She had come by bus from Santiago to Lima, which I think is a two day trip. Too much for me, anyway.
So that's MU just won their game, my washing is in the dryer, so think I will head out into the sunshine. And Stoke beat West Brom 3-0. Nice one boys.
Turns out she comes from Minnesota and went to university there, which as most of you will know is where Bob Dylan failed to get a degree and dropped out of after his first year to take up some kind of singing thing he got into.
My new friend was called Alison, and not only did she go to Minnesota University, but she was born in a place called Redwing and went to same school as Bob, though I'm not sure if this was in Duluth or Hibbing.
She says there is not much to Redwing but that there is a jail there for young criminals or naughty boys. I knew the song of course, but I never realised such a place as Redwing exists, always thought it was another of his inventions. So there you are, every day here brings new revelations. I keep getting closer to Bobby, one of these days we shall meet. Closed I've been is when he walked past us on Stirling Castle esplanande, or am I imagining that? Maybe someone remembers, my memory is crap.
So spent a pleasant evening with Alison. She was just back from Santiago, Chile and catching her flight back to USA. She had come by bus from Santiago to Lima, which I think is a two day trip. Too much for me, anyway.
So that's MU just won their game, my washing is in the dryer, so think I will head out into the sunshine. And Stoke beat West Brom 3-0. Nice one boys.
Returns
Yesterday was Antuan's last day at San Antonio. He's been here four months now. His uncle arrived from UK to take him back home to live with his gran until his mum comes home. Uncle is just a young guy himself. Embassy are looking after things and the two of them will fly back to UK early next week. They were going to visit his mum in prison yesterday. Poor soul.
I will miss the wee fellow, but it was good to see him re-united with family. He was grinning all over his face, but still not saying anything in English. His uncle has my number should they get bored over the weekend, so may well hear from them again.
In all the excitement of him leaving, the embassy person didn't ask me about the ball tonight so didn't have to tell any porkies. Would have gone had I some suitable clothes and been up on my Scottish dancing styles. Anne thinks I should still remember my lesson's in Nicolson Institute hall, but thankfully that is a memory that is truly lost on me.
It's Saturday morning here. Now doing my washing before I go out. Was up in time to see end of Arsenal v Spurs game, so won't say anything about that for fear of losing one or three readers. Man U v Wigan is on now and MU are one up. Time diference is five hours, it's 11.10 here, so will watch end of gemme.
I will miss the wee fellow, but it was good to see him re-united with family. He was grinning all over his face, but still not saying anything in English. His uncle has my number should they get bored over the weekend, so may well hear from them again.
In all the excitement of him leaving, the embassy person didn't ask me about the ball tonight so didn't have to tell any porkies. Would have gone had I some suitable clothes and been up on my Scottish dancing styles. Anne thinks I should still remember my lesson's in Nicolson Institute hall, but thankfully that is a memory that is truly lost on me.
It's Saturday morning here. Now doing my washing before I go out. Was up in time to see end of Arsenal v Spurs game, so won't say anything about that for fear of losing one or three readers. Man U v Wigan is on now and MU are one up. Time diference is five hours, it's 11.10 here, so will watch end of gemme.
Friday, November 19, 2010
More of San Juan
I know that so called life changing experiences are easy to come by these days, and at my age one just does not expect to have anymore, not that I'm saying that I'm old or anything like that, far from it indeed, I will have you know. I've been coming here so often now that I get to think I know it all, and that maybe I'm getting bored and need to go some place else, which I will do for sure eventually, but yesterday in San Juan was an adrenalin rush of a day, so happy making to be able to be there and do my little bit.
Pedro and I were there again yesterday and instead of two kids we had twelve boys and two girls turned up late. I've seen documentaries about these kinds of places, but it's just not the same until you are there. It's not a place for tourists or such like and definitley not for going out alone. But I'm well looked after by Pedro, sometimes he seems too protective, but he knows the place, and he's a great guy to work with. I owe him a lot for letting me see these places and letting me work with him. Thanks Pedro.
We spend about 45 minutes wslking round the streets which are teeming with people, getting up to all sorts. Everyone seems busy doing something or other. God knows what, but it's certainly never stop.
The streets are mostly given over to markets, if you can call it that. All the stuff is laid out on what there is of a pavement and then into the road. It's truly incredible to behold, but then I get so used to it that it just seems normal. And you can buy everything here. Every variety of potatoe you can imagine,Peru of course being home to the tatty. Though I've not seen any kerrs pink here. Maybe you only get them in Stornoway. Vegetables of all kinds, giant pumpkins, onions galore, carrots, you name it its here somewhere. There's stalls selling meals of all kinds, just wee stoves with some kind of stew bubbling away. There are birds in cages for sale, cats all over the place and of course a thousand dogs.
Then there's the kids working with there mothers mostly looking after the produce and stuff. They've got to know me now, at least a few of them have, and they coming running out and jump up on me to give me a hug and get allowed to come along. They show me all they want to do, homework if they have any and off we go. The mums know me too now, but it's still kind of strange having all these kids to look after and following us around as we collect more. It's an truly life changing and I think yesterday was just about the best day I've had this year, with them.
The place we take them to in San Juan is part of a church complex with a some school buildings too. We have been given a room there, well INABIF have been given use of a room there. It's quite small but ok. We need to buy a couple of tables and some chairs for the place, so I've made a donation of about $120 to cover the cost of that. It's not a lot for all that they give me.
I've been told to bring some lemonade next week by one of the boys, so will do that on Tuesday. Pedro and I are hoping to get them to a cinema some day soon. All for now, I'm tired. Excuse any spelling mistakes or any other errors, for those of you who worry about these things.
Pedro and I were there again yesterday and instead of two kids we had twelve boys and two girls turned up late. I've seen documentaries about these kinds of places, but it's just not the same until you are there. It's not a place for tourists or such like and definitley not for going out alone. But I'm well looked after by Pedro, sometimes he seems too protective, but he knows the place, and he's a great guy to work with. I owe him a lot for letting me see these places and letting me work with him. Thanks Pedro.
We spend about 45 minutes wslking round the streets which are teeming with people, getting up to all sorts. Everyone seems busy doing something or other. God knows what, but it's certainly never stop.
The streets are mostly given over to markets, if you can call it that. All the stuff is laid out on what there is of a pavement and then into the road. It's truly incredible to behold, but then I get so used to it that it just seems normal. And you can buy everything here. Every variety of potatoe you can imagine,Peru of course being home to the tatty. Though I've not seen any kerrs pink here. Maybe you only get them in Stornoway. Vegetables of all kinds, giant pumpkins, onions galore, carrots, you name it its here somewhere. There's stalls selling meals of all kinds, just wee stoves with some kind of stew bubbling away. There are birds in cages for sale, cats all over the place and of course a thousand dogs.
Then there's the kids working with there mothers mostly looking after the produce and stuff. They've got to know me now, at least a few of them have, and they coming running out and jump up on me to give me a hug and get allowed to come along. They show me all they want to do, homework if they have any and off we go. The mums know me too now, but it's still kind of strange having all these kids to look after and following us around as we collect more. It's an truly life changing and I think yesterday was just about the best day I've had this year, with them.
The place we take them to in San Juan is part of a church complex with a some school buildings too. We have been given a room there, well INABIF have been given use of a room there. It's quite small but ok. We need to buy a couple of tables and some chairs for the place, so I've made a donation of about $120 to cover the cost of that. It's not a lot for all that they give me.
I've been told to bring some lemonade next week by one of the boys, so will do that on Tuesday. Pedro and I are hoping to get them to a cinema some day soon. All for now, I'm tired. Excuse any spelling mistakes or any other errors, for those of you who worry about these things.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Birthday
Imagine having a fifth birthday and no presents. One of the boys in San Antonio had his fifth birthday on Monday. To celebrate one of the workers played him the ringtone for happy birthday on her celular,when we were waiting for lunch in the canteen, mobile as you call them back in UK. No gifts.
I didn't know it was his birthday until I got there so didn't have even a sweet for him. His grannie phoned from Chile, but I'm not sure if he even spoke to her. That's the sum total of his fifth birthday celebration. But at least his gran phoned. Can't be easy for her either. Don't know about rest of family, except they are not able to look after him. When I think of how much is spent on kids birthdays in UK, and how much they demand and expect, even the poorest kids. Still he's well looked after here.
We only had two boys at San Juan yesterday. Don't know what happened to the rest of them. They live chaotic lives and it's hard to get them organised. So spent the afternoon playing with Rafael and Luis Miguel. We played some games and then got them to do some drawings. I suggested it would be nice to do one for their mums, which they did, and very good they were too. They drew birds which we copied from a jigsaw they had completed.
They made little envelopes for them and wrote te amo mama. They seemed happy. Rafael's mum is called daisy, spelt a wee bit diferent of course. He says cuy is his favourite food and they keep them at home to feed themselves. He invites me home to have some cuy with them. It's another invitation which I will probably turn down.
I didn't know it was his birthday until I got there so didn't have even a sweet for him. His grannie phoned from Chile, but I'm not sure if he even spoke to her. That's the sum total of his fifth birthday celebration. But at least his gran phoned. Can't be easy for her either. Don't know about rest of family, except they are not able to look after him. When I think of how much is spent on kids birthdays in UK, and how much they demand and expect, even the poorest kids. Still he's well looked after here.
We only had two boys at San Juan yesterday. Don't know what happened to the rest of them. They live chaotic lives and it's hard to get them organised. So spent the afternoon playing with Rafael and Luis Miguel. We played some games and then got them to do some drawings. I suggested it would be nice to do one for their mums, which they did, and very good they were too. They drew birds which we copied from a jigsaw they had completed.
They made little envelopes for them and wrote te amo mama. They seemed happy. Rafael's mum is called daisy, spelt a wee bit diferent of course. He says cuy is his favourite food and they keep them at home to feed themselves. He invites me home to have some cuy with them. It's another invitation which I will probably turn down.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Feeding Sebastian
I help out with the younger boys who are 4 or 5 years old. They are a quite challenging. Usually only two women to look after them, and one of them, the boys that is, is just a tad agressive. He likes to bite and scratch, but he's lovable none the less. So I spend my time between the older boys, mostly 11 year olds and the young ones.
The wee English boy, Antuan, is in with the five year olds, which is how I got to know the rest of them. He seems to have taken to me in some way. No word of him going back to UK so far. But he seems content here and is well cared for. He still doesn't speak in English, but I'm sure from his reactions he understands me when we converse in English. So now we speak a mixture of Spanish and English; in fact I found myself speaking Gaelic to him, just to confuse him a wee bit more. Poor soul. He must thing I'm nuts. God knows what he thinks really.
Feeding time is a hoot. I help out in the canteen to keep order and to feed them. They all want to be spoon fed. Sebastian is never too keen so has to be encouraged. Once he gets a spoonful in his mouth he throws his left arm up in the air, in a kind of Churchillian victory salute, and then slams the other hand down on the table or my leg. He is a funny wee chap. Eventually the plate is emptied, after many victory salutes.
The wee English boy, Antuan, is in with the five year olds, which is how I got to know the rest of them. He seems to have taken to me in some way. No word of him going back to UK so far. But he seems content here and is well cared for. He still doesn't speak in English, but I'm sure from his reactions he understands me when we converse in English. So now we speak a mixture of Spanish and English; in fact I found myself speaking Gaelic to him, just to confuse him a wee bit more. Poor soul. He must thing I'm nuts. God knows what he thinks really.
Feeding time is a hoot. I help out in the canteen to keep order and to feed them. They all want to be spoon fed. Sebastian is never too keen so has to be encouraged. Once he gets a spoonful in his mouth he throws his left arm up in the air, in a kind of Churchillian victory salute, and then slams the other hand down on the table or my leg. He is a funny wee chap. Eventually the plate is emptied, after many victory salutes.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Caledonian Balls
There's a wee English boy in San Antonio orphanage. He's there because his mum got lifted at the airport and he has nowhere to go and no-one will pay for him to go back to UK. He's a lovely wee chap, so try to speak to him everday, but he will not speak in English at all, and is picking up Spanish along the way. He goes to a nursery type school in San Antonio every day, so will quickly pick up some Spanish.
I spoke to a lady from the embassy who comes to visit him. She told me about his plight. Lets hope they find a way to help him back to UK soon.
So I've now been invited to the Caledonian Ball in Lima on 20th November. All formal dress, haggis and strip the willow. They have even put on Scottish dancing classes here in Miraflores in preparation for it. My dancing days are well behind me, if they ever arrived. So I won't be going. I don't have a kilt or formal dress of any kind.
I need a better excuse for not going than that though. Any suggestions are welcome.
I spoke to a lady from the embassy who comes to visit him. She told me about his plight. Lets hope they find a way to help him back to UK soon.
So I've now been invited to the Caledonian Ball in Lima on 20th November. All formal dress, haggis and strip the willow. They have even put on Scottish dancing classes here in Miraflores in preparation for it. My dancing days are well behind me, if they ever arrived. So I won't be going. I don't have a kilt or formal dress of any kind.
I need a better excuse for not going than that though. Any suggestions are welcome.
Sunday, November 07, 2010
Heber
For those who have been following my blog over the past few years and wonder how he is doing, I met up with Heber a couple of times since I've arrived here. He's still working in the restaurant in Villa Maria. He's 16 now, so it's ok for him to work. But he has to work 12 hours a day for 6 days a week for about 100 soles a week, which is just over £20.00.
He came to see me yesterday in his work uniform. He's a waiter and has to wear smart clothes which they provide. So must be a reasonably good restaurant. He was looking very smart in his gear. Will post a photo on here shortly.
He tells me the owner of the restaurant is talking to him about going back to some college to further his education. Not quite sure if this means she will give him time off and still pay him, or what. He will go back to ask her but its kind of hard for him. He says her husband is a professor in some university here in Lima.
We've arranged to meet once a week on his day off, which is usually a Sunday and suits me, just as long as its a weekend day.
I'm really pleased to see him. I think he is the main reason I come back to Lima. Though the other kids are great too, he is a bit special for me. I've known him since he was 12, back in my days in La Policia in Cusco. Him and his brother crying in my arms because their mother/granny refused to take them back home.
Although he's 16 now he still takes my hand when we walk down the street, which is a bit awkward to say the least, Lima being quite a macho place, or so it seems to me. It was fine back in Cusco as he was a lot younger but even then drew some looks from the locals to see me with him on one hand and his brother on the other. First we met he did it but something distracted him and he stopped. Yesterday I decided I had to speak to him about it,tactfully of course. So when he took my hand in Larco, the busiest street here in Miraflores, I knew I had to say something. It's a shame really but such is life. He understood why it was not such a good idea in such a busy place and we agreed it would be ok in quiet places, not that one finds many such places in Lima.
He came to see me yesterday in his work uniform. He's a waiter and has to wear smart clothes which they provide. So must be a reasonably good restaurant. He was looking very smart in his gear. Will post a photo on here shortly.
He tells me the owner of the restaurant is talking to him about going back to some college to further his education. Not quite sure if this means she will give him time off and still pay him, or what. He will go back to ask her but its kind of hard for him. He says her husband is a professor in some university here in Lima.
We've arranged to meet once a week on his day off, which is usually a Sunday and suits me, just as long as its a weekend day.
I'm really pleased to see him. I think he is the main reason I come back to Lima. Though the other kids are great too, he is a bit special for me. I've known him since he was 12, back in my days in La Policia in Cusco. Him and his brother crying in my arms because their mother/granny refused to take them back home.
Although he's 16 now he still takes my hand when we walk down the street, which is a bit awkward to say the least, Lima being quite a macho place, or so it seems to me. It was fine back in Cusco as he was a lot younger but even then drew some looks from the locals to see me with him on one hand and his brother on the other. First we met he did it but something distracted him and he stopped. Yesterday I decided I had to speak to him about it,tactfully of course. So when he took my hand in Larco, the busiest street here in Miraflores, I knew I had to say something. It's a shame really but such is life. He understood why it was not such a good idea in such a busy place and we agreed it would be ok in quiet places, not that one finds many such places in Lima.
San Antonio
I've started work in an orphanage called San Antonio in a district of Lima called Callao. Callao is the port for Lima, but is also a huge district, which extends for many miles, I think the airport is also in Callao. It's nearer to my apartment and a lot cheaper for me to get there than it is to get to Villa Maria.
San Antonio is run by INABIF, which means essentially thats its a government run orphanage.So I'm working with INABIF in two locations now.
Its the best run orphanage I've been to in Peru. Light years ahead of Hogar de Cristo. Which incidentally has now also been taken over by the government. So no more involvement by that Martin chap.
I will be working there on Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings till about 12.30. Will be working with the older boys helping with homework, playing games and stuff. They like the fact that I speak Spanish with them. Lots of volunteers can't speak the lingo. It makes a huge diference, in so many ways.
I think I'm going to like working there, just getting to know the boys now. They go to school in the afternoons, but are in the home all morning.
Thanks to Ana Lidia for arranging my placement at San Antonio. http://www.tarpuysonqo.org/
San Antonio is run by INABIF, which means essentially thats its a government run orphanage.So I'm working with INABIF in two locations now.
Its the best run orphanage I've been to in Peru. Light years ahead of Hogar de Cristo. Which incidentally has now also been taken over by the government. So no more involvement by that Martin chap.
I will be working there on Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings till about 12.30. Will be working with the older boys helping with homework, playing games and stuff. They like the fact that I speak Spanish with them. Lots of volunteers can't speak the lingo. It makes a huge diference, in so many ways.
I think I'm going to like working there, just getting to know the boys now. They go to school in the afternoons, but are in the home all morning.
Thanks to Ana Lidia for arranging my placement at San Antonio. http://www.tarpuysonqo.org/
San Juan
Went back to Villa Maria and met some of the kids again this week. Great to see them all again and they seemed happy to see me. They are such a friendly lot, and got lots of hugs from them.
I will be going there twice a week this time round but I will be going out with Pedro to work in a new location in San Juan. However will still be able to spend a short time with the kids of Villa Maria.
INABIF have started a new project in San Juan, which is another poor district near to Villa Maria. Poverty you learn is relative. The kids here seem poorer. They are smaller and less physically developed, at least the ones I've met so far. We will work in a place called Ciudad de Dios.
A lot of children have to work with their parents, usually their mothers, who work in the market in San Juan. It's mostly an open air market where everyting imaginable is for sale. Fruit, vegetables, meat, cds, dvds, clothes, clothes, shoes, household stuff, tvs, phones, carbon (coal) and lots more.
It's not the kind of place that I would be able to visit were it not for being with Pedro. Not really safe for a foreigner like myself to be there all alone. Of course I never see any such. But funnily enough I feel quite safe, and enjoy the adrenalin rush. It's quite bracing, though not in the same way as Skegness is bracing. For those of you who may be reading this and were with me in the 80s at all these SWP Easter rallies we used to enjoy. There's at least one or two of you around still.
INABIF have managed to find a room in a school in San Juan, which we have for our use with the kids. I've only been out the once so far but will be going every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon for 4 hours.
The work involves walking round the market with Pedro and looking for the kids. Pedro has worked here for a while so knows quite a few of them. Not all of them come everytime. They have lots of distractions and work to do.
On my first visit we ended up with 5 kids to take back to the centre. It's a bit odd walking around there with a bunch of kids in tow, but I'm welcomed by all the mums I've met so far. They seem to appreciate what Pedro and co are trying to do. And the kids are great, but more on that another time.
I will be going there twice a week this time round but I will be going out with Pedro to work in a new location in San Juan. However will still be able to spend a short time with the kids of Villa Maria.
INABIF have started a new project in San Juan, which is another poor district near to Villa Maria. Poverty you learn is relative. The kids here seem poorer. They are smaller and less physically developed, at least the ones I've met so far. We will work in a place called Ciudad de Dios.
A lot of children have to work with their parents, usually their mothers, who work in the market in San Juan. It's mostly an open air market where everyting imaginable is for sale. Fruit, vegetables, meat, cds, dvds, clothes, clothes, shoes, household stuff, tvs, phones, carbon (coal) and lots more.
It's not the kind of place that I would be able to visit were it not for being with Pedro. Not really safe for a foreigner like myself to be there all alone. Of course I never see any such. But funnily enough I feel quite safe, and enjoy the adrenalin rush. It's quite bracing, though not in the same way as Skegness is bracing. For those of you who may be reading this and were with me in the 80s at all these SWP Easter rallies we used to enjoy. There's at least one or two of you around still.
INABIF have managed to find a room in a school in San Juan, which we have for our use with the kids. I've only been out the once so far but will be going every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon for 4 hours.
The work involves walking round the market with Pedro and looking for the kids. Pedro has worked here for a while so knows quite a few of them. Not all of them come everytime. They have lots of distractions and work to do.
On my first visit we ended up with 5 kids to take back to the centre. It's a bit odd walking around there with a bunch of kids in tow, but I'm welcomed by all the mums I've met so far. They seem to appreciate what Pedro and co are trying to do. And the kids are great, but more on that another time.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Return
Busy now preparing to return to Peru next week. I fly out on Thursday 28th October courtesy of KLM yet again.
I hope to make it to Nicaragua this time round. Will spend a month in Lima then all being well I'm going to head for Nicaragua. I will be going to Granada and Managua. Have place booked in Granada, but don't yet have a flight booked. Will do that in Lima, providing it's not too expensive.
I will spend three weeks in Nicaragua and then go to Cusco for a few weeks, and spend Xmas and New Year there.
Meantime have been to see Social Network and Made in Dagenham this week. Made in Dagenham is suberb, definitely worth seeing. Very funny and inspirational. Made me cry, though thats not difficult. Social Network was better than I had expected, but what a bunch of bastards these guys are. At least if the film is anything to go by. All of them thoroughly despicable.
Makes me wonder about using Facebook and making these guys even richer. But there again using blogger makes Google boys even richer so just can't win.
Give me good old British working class girls any day. Made in Dagenham is the better movie, and the girls better people by a distance.
I hope to make it to Nicaragua this time round. Will spend a month in Lima then all being well I'm going to head for Nicaragua. I will be going to Granada and Managua. Have place booked in Granada, but don't yet have a flight booked. Will do that in Lima, providing it's not too expensive.
I will spend three weeks in Nicaragua and then go to Cusco for a few weeks, and spend Xmas and New Year there.
Meantime have been to see Social Network and Made in Dagenham this week. Made in Dagenham is suberb, definitely worth seeing. Very funny and inspirational. Made me cry, though thats not difficult. Social Network was better than I had expected, but what a bunch of bastards these guys are. At least if the film is anything to go by. All of them thoroughly despicable.
Makes me wonder about using Facebook and making these guys even richer. But there again using blogger makes Google boys even richer so just can't win.
Give me good old British working class girls any day. Made in Dagenham is the better movie, and the girls better people by a distance.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Last few days here
Only three more days to go here in Peru. I can hardly believe I've been here nearly three months and how much I've done since being here. Not to mention all the people I've met and spent time with. Will miss so many people it's not possible to mention them all, but thanks to all for being such good friends and giving me of your time.
I'm meeting Heber tomorrow and will spend the day with him. He came to see me 10 days ago and we bought him some clothes etc. He's living in Villa Maria with his sister, husband and their daughter aged five. They live in one room in a house up in the Cerros,or barrios as they are called elsewhere. They have no electricity, so no tele or light or other things we all take for granted. They have gas delivered for cooking. But nothing else. He is grateful to have his own bed. He never complains about things. Not easy to share one room but he seems happy enough.
I first met him 4 years ago in La Polcia, when he was 11 years old. He will be 16 next month.I will always remember the day his mother came to tell him and his brother that she was leaving them there and that they would need to go into a home. They both cried their eyes out im my arms and ever since he has been very special to me, as has his brother. But thats another story, for another day.
He's working in a restaurant in Villa Maria, so that's good. I get the impresion that he will go back to Cusco sometime. I think his heart is there. Only problem is his brother's influence. He tells he he's left his stuff in his dad's house, where I visited him last year. I think his living conditions in Cusco were a bit better. At least he had electricity. However he has no one there to look after him.
I'm meeting Heber tomorrow and will spend the day with him. He came to see me 10 days ago and we bought him some clothes etc. He's living in Villa Maria with his sister, husband and their daughter aged five. They live in one room in a house up in the Cerros,or barrios as they are called elsewhere. They have no electricity, so no tele or light or other things we all take for granted. They have gas delivered for cooking. But nothing else. He is grateful to have his own bed. He never complains about things. Not easy to share one room but he seems happy enough.
I first met him 4 years ago in La Polcia, when he was 11 years old. He will be 16 next month.I will always remember the day his mother came to tell him and his brother that she was leaving them there and that they would need to go into a home. They both cried their eyes out im my arms and ever since he has been very special to me, as has his brother. But thats another story, for another day.
He's working in a restaurant in Villa Maria, so that's good. I get the impresion that he will go back to Cusco sometime. I think his heart is there. Only problem is his brother's influence. He tells he he's left his stuff in his dad's house, where I visited him last year. I think his living conditions in Cusco were a bit better. At least he had electricity. However he has no one there to look after him.
Hogar de Cristo, latest
I spoke to Lidia a few days ago. She tells me things are coming to a head there. More volunteers have come forward to make reports. The authorities have visited and the home for elderly has been closed.
The orphanage is also being closed. Twenty of the kids have been moved out and only four of the older boys are left and they are waiting to be placed. Its poor stuff for all these boys, for whom life has not been exactly a bed of roses, in the first place. Lets hope that they find a peaceful place to settle down in for the next few years.
I was looking forward to seeing them again but that's not going to be possible now. Lidia tells me that the local press and tv companies are at the gate constantly and advises against a visit, even to see the last four boys. She has invited me to visit her at her home and I'm hoping to go before I leave on Wednesday.
It's very disappointing the way things have worked out.
The orphanage is also being closed. Twenty of the kids have been moved out and only four of the older boys are left and they are waiting to be placed. Its poor stuff for all these boys, for whom life has not been exactly a bed of roses, in the first place. Lets hope that they find a peaceful place to settle down in for the next few years.
I was looking forward to seeing them again but that's not going to be possible now. Lidia tells me that the local press and tv companies are at the gate constantly and advises against a visit, even to see the last four boys. She has invited me to visit her at her home and I'm hoping to go before I leave on Wednesday.
It's very disappointing the way things have worked out.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Waiting for the party to get going....
I think Orlando was being pressganged into this photo.... or maybe not...
Thank you kids from NATS
NATS stands for Ninos y Adolescentes Trabajodres, which essentially means Working Children, which they all are in one way or another.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Farewell to thee Villa Maria
Today was my last day working at Villa Maria and I know I'm going to miss these kids as well as Flor and Pedro.
We had a little party at the centre. I bought a couple of chocalate cakes and lemonade, and Flor brought along some sweeties. It was a swell party indeed.
Flor made a speech of course and told the kids I'd be back soon, and how much they all are going to miss me. I felt I had to say a few words in my lovely Spanish, especially after Flor left me with no option.
Didn't say much except to thank them for being so welcoming and kind, and how much I'm going to miss them, and promised to be back if I can save enough for my fare. It was enough to merit a round of applause apparently, which is first time I've been applauded for a speech in Spanish. Suppose there's a first time for everything, and of course its never too late to try something new. I can recommend it.
I think it may have been my best farewll party of all time. The kids were so friendly and kind. I was very pleased to have been with them even for the wee while I was here.
Finally one of the older girls, Gina,who actually comes along to help out, sang a song for me. Quite frankly I was close to tears and then she gave me a big kiss and told me she loves me. So a nice way to end my time in Villa Maria.
Some photos to follow and for those of you who have Facebook, there will be more tonight or maybe tomorrow.
We had a little party at the centre. I bought a couple of chocalate cakes and lemonade, and Flor brought along some sweeties. It was a swell party indeed.
Flor made a speech of course and told the kids I'd be back soon, and how much they all are going to miss me. I felt I had to say a few words in my lovely Spanish, especially after Flor left me with no option.
Didn't say much except to thank them for being so welcoming and kind, and how much I'm going to miss them, and promised to be back if I can save enough for my fare. It was enough to merit a round of applause apparently, which is first time I've been applauded for a speech in Spanish. Suppose there's a first time for everything, and of course its never too late to try something new. I can recommend it.
I think it may have been my best farewll party of all time. The kids were so friendly and kind. I was very pleased to have been with them even for the wee while I was here.
Finally one of the older girls, Gina,who actually comes along to help out, sang a song for me. Quite frankly I was close to tears and then she gave me a big kiss and told me she loves me. So a nice way to end my time in Villa Maria.
Some photos to follow and for those of you who have Facebook, there will be more tonight or maybe tomorrow.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Who am I?
I really like this little fellow and love the pic. I don't know who he is and he never says a word to me. Just looks and gets on with things. His wee face says it all really and some more....
Subo
Saw this pic in a shop window along the road and couldn't resist taking pic for my West Lothian readers. Seems she is well known in these parts too, and it's been reported in Peru press that she's going to sing for the holy father soon, which of course goes down well hereabouts. Good for you Subo.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Heber
This is my third post tonight. My dinner is being cooked for me so might as well keep busy.
Only reason for my third post is that Heber turned up today. He came to meet me at INABIF. Or at least just outside. I took him in for a few minutes.
I was so pleased to see him, over the moon as they don't say in Scottish football circles.
Anyway so much for me doubting him and believing all the crap about him. I knew deep down that he would not let me down. I'm ecstatic really. My trip would not have been the same without seeing him.
I gave him some money to pay his fare into Miraflores tomorrow, so more once we've had more time together. He seems happy.
Only reason for my third post is that Heber turned up today. He came to meet me at INABIF. Or at least just outside. I took him in for a few minutes.
I was so pleased to see him, over the moon as they don't say in Scottish football circles.
Anyway so much for me doubting him and believing all the crap about him. I knew deep down that he would not let me down. I'm ecstatic really. My trip would not have been the same without seeing him.
I gave him some money to pay his fare into Miraflores tomorrow, so more once we've had more time together. He seems happy.
Working in Villa Maria
I've been back at work here now for two weeks. The kids all seemed glad to see me back. They just take my presence there now for granted. Some days are better than others. Today was a high point in my time here.
When I arrived at the INABIF centre the security woman let me in and handed me the keys saying that Flor was not at work today and Pedro had to go out, so I was on my own.
I was somewhat taken aback so to speak but decided I just had to get on with it. So off I went to open up, soon to be followed by a load of kids. They all know me now of course and none of them seemed surprised to see me on my own, though they probably thought that Flor was not far away. When the older girls began to arrive they did ask, but were quite happy when I told them that I didn't have a clue where either Flor or Pedro was.
They all settled down to their usual stuff, which usually means us all going to the kitchen to collect lunch and bring it back to the centre to eat. There was a wee argument because one of the boys took one of the girls meals by mistake. I had to tell her it was as much her fault as his, but she was not too happy. Eventually, an hour later, she ate her lunch, and gave me a kiss before she left, so no hard feelings. I forget her name. Bad.
Pedro eventually arrived after about an hour and all was well. He's a nice guy Pedro but he didn't seem to find anything unusual about me having to open up and be on my own so I didn't bring it up either. So I'm fully integrated as it were, so to speak. I felt quite pleased to be frank and reckon it was a fair old achievement for little old me. Beats trying to keep all Edinburgh's pensioners in benefits. Certainly more appreciated.
I took the boys for a game of football once Pedro got himself sorted. There were 10 of them. maybe more. Usual arguments but some good footie played. One of the boys is called Loco by the other boys. I can see why, but he doesn't seem to mind. Another one is called Chino, for reasons of race, but seems acceptable here. There is a big Chinese population and inter marriage.
I was knackered at the end of the day.
When I arrived at the INABIF centre the security woman let me in and handed me the keys saying that Flor was not at work today and Pedro had to go out, so I was on my own.
I was somewhat taken aback so to speak but decided I just had to get on with it. So off I went to open up, soon to be followed by a load of kids. They all know me now of course and none of them seemed surprised to see me on my own, though they probably thought that Flor was not far away. When the older girls began to arrive they did ask, but were quite happy when I told them that I didn't have a clue where either Flor or Pedro was.
They all settled down to their usual stuff, which usually means us all going to the kitchen to collect lunch and bring it back to the centre to eat. There was a wee argument because one of the boys took one of the girls meals by mistake. I had to tell her it was as much her fault as his, but she was not too happy. Eventually, an hour later, she ate her lunch, and gave me a kiss before she left, so no hard feelings. I forget her name. Bad.
Pedro eventually arrived after about an hour and all was well. He's a nice guy Pedro but he didn't seem to find anything unusual about me having to open up and be on my own so I didn't bring it up either. So I'm fully integrated as it were, so to speak. I felt quite pleased to be frank and reckon it was a fair old achievement for little old me. Beats trying to keep all Edinburgh's pensioners in benefits. Certainly more appreciated.
I took the boys for a game of football once Pedro got himself sorted. There were 10 of them. maybe more. Usual arguments but some good footie played. One of the boys is called Loco by the other boys. I can see why, but he doesn't seem to mind. Another one is called Chino, for reasons of race, but seems acceptable here. There is a big Chinese population and inter marriage.
I was knackered at the end of the day.
Conference in Lima
I enjoyed the conference on child labour on Tuesday, if enjoy is the right word. It's hard to believe that I'm here in Peru and going to a conference on such a topic. Also sad that such things are necessary in the 21st century. But unfortunately it is so.
Peruvian conferences are much the same as ones back home. I was able to follow most of the speakers, especially the ones who used powerpoint, but most of the rest were comprehensible. The most diffiult was the government minister, who spoke last. She spoke well but incredibly fast, as if she wanted to get it all out before she forgot what she had to say. She got a round of applause for her efforts as did they all.
They didn't take any questions fromn the floor which I found a bit strange. Not that I was about to make a contribution, but I think it would have added something with some audience participation.
It took place in El Colegio de Abagados de Lima, which is basically a law school where th teach all their lawyers to be good lawyers and not screw the public etc. Its where my friend Fernando trained to be a lawyer, and he turned out a fine wee lawyer; least I think so. It was in a theatre with all mod cons. The only problem was the number of phones going off. One every 5 minutes. Some people just went ahead and took theircalls, including Pedro who was sitting beside me and told me one of his calls was from his girlfriend.
It was a great experience and I'm really pleased to have had the opportunity to attend and see how much they are doing here to change things. Also glad to have done a wee bit myself. Every little helps. Even if its just to raise awareness through my blog here and on facebook.
There's plenty of information in my last blog, including short youtube videos of kids in peru and elsewhere going about there work. Please take a look.
I don't have time to edit this so excuse any mistakes.Of which there may be one or two.
Peruvian conferences are much the same as ones back home. I was able to follow most of the speakers, especially the ones who used powerpoint, but most of the rest were comprehensible. The most diffiult was the government minister, who spoke last. She spoke well but incredibly fast, as if she wanted to get it all out before she forgot what she had to say. She got a round of applause for her efforts as did they all.
They didn't take any questions fromn the floor which I found a bit strange. Not that I was about to make a contribution, but I think it would have added something with some audience participation.
It took place in El Colegio de Abagados de Lima, which is basically a law school where th teach all their lawyers to be good lawyers and not screw the public etc. Its where my friend Fernando trained to be a lawyer, and he turned out a fine wee lawyer; least I think so. It was in a theatre with all mod cons. The only problem was the number of phones going off. One every 5 minutes. Some people just went ahead and took theircalls, including Pedro who was sitting beside me and told me one of his calls was from his girlfriend.
It was a great experience and I'm really pleased to have had the opportunity to attend and see how much they are doing here to change things. Also glad to have done a wee bit myself. Every little helps. Even if its just to raise awareness through my blog here and on facebook.
There's plenty of information in my last blog, including short youtube videos of kids in peru and elsewhere going about there work. Please take a look.
I don't have time to edit this so excuse any mistakes.Of which there may be one or two.
Monday, June 07, 2010
Children at work
This link should take you to some videos of kids working around the world.There are two from Peru. The very last one is of children, near where I work, making bricks. There is another one of work in the gold mines in Peru. These are all private, illegal mines which pay no taxes and very little wages. The owners usually find excuses every month for not paying the full wage earned, e.g. because something was broken. It's pure misery, but if the government tries to intervene the people don't like it because they need the money to live on and don't see any other option. It's a vicious circle really. But it has to be said that the goverment here in Peru is doing its best. Here is the link to the ILO page. Youtube links are on right of page.
Por un Peru sin Trabajo Infantil
Tomorrow I'm going to a conference on Child Labour and how to tackle it. I'm going with Flor and other workers from INABIF who are working with street kids.
This is international week against Child Labour organised by the ILO and Saturday 12th June is World Day Against Child Labour. Not a day that draws much attention in UK I don't think. There are 215 million child labourers in the world so it's a big problem. And very hard to tackle. These kids need to work to feed their families. So its no wonder the authorities find it hard to stop. Its all down to poverty of course.
In Peru there are children working in gold mines and also working making bricks etc. The government is doing a lot to solve the problem and continues to do so but its not easy for them and resources are scarce. The place I'm working in is one example of what they are doing here to help. A good meal a day goes a long way. Education is crucial too of course. So hope I'm doing a little to help out.
I worked with a boy in Cusco, in La Policia a few years back. He was 14. When he left La Policia he went to work in a gold mine with his father and brother. I met him the next year when he came to Maximo looking for me. He had aged so much I didn't recognise him. He told me some grim stories about life in the mine, including seeing some one being shot dead. No life for anyone never mind a child. Conditions are unimaginably bad there.
I'm looking forward to the conference tomorrow. I just hope my Spanish is up to it. I reckon I will follow quite a lot, and in any case the experience will be worth it. I don't know who will be speaking. Maybe governent ministers. Hugo Chavez is in town just now too. Not that I expect him to come speak to little old me.
This is international week against Child Labour organised by the ILO and Saturday 12th June is World Day Against Child Labour. Not a day that draws much attention in UK I don't think. There are 215 million child labourers in the world so it's a big problem. And very hard to tackle. These kids need to work to feed their families. So its no wonder the authorities find it hard to stop. Its all down to poverty of course.
In Peru there are children working in gold mines and also working making bricks etc. The government is doing a lot to solve the problem and continues to do so but its not easy for them and resources are scarce. The place I'm working in is one example of what they are doing here to help. A good meal a day goes a long way. Education is crucial too of course. So hope I'm doing a little to help out.
I worked with a boy in Cusco, in La Policia a few years back. He was 14. When he left La Policia he went to work in a gold mine with his father and brother. I met him the next year when he came to Maximo looking for me. He had aged so much I didn't recognise him. He told me some grim stories about life in the mine, including seeing some one being shot dead. No life for anyone never mind a child. Conditions are unimaginably bad there.
I'm looking forward to the conference tomorrow. I just hope my Spanish is up to it. I reckon I will follow quite a lot, and in any case the experience will be worth it. I don't know who will be speaking. Maybe governent ministers. Hugo Chavez is in town just now too. Not that I expect him to come speak to little old me.
Roll another one.....
Dennis Hopper was well known here in Peru back in 1970/71 when he arrived to make "The Last Movie", a film which I've never seen, unfortunately.
So his death got a fair bit of coverage in the Peruvian press.
He came to Chinchero, which is just a short drive from Cusco, and in fact the movie was originally called Chinchero. Its a beautiful wee spot in the sacred valley, and I can just imagine the locals welcoming him and Fonda and Kristoferson and the rest of the crew. Must have been fun. Will have to seek out the movie. Maybe Filmhouse will put it on for me some day soon. Don't think its on dvd.
Easy Rider is one of my all time favourite movies, and Blue Velvet ain't too bad either. And he was ok in Acopalypse Now. But I reckon the soundtrack for Easy Rider is the best soundtrack of all time. I have it on vinyl. Sweet memories, though I can't remember where or when I bought it, or who with. Not a dud track on it and Dylan song to boot. What more could one need from a movie?
Go listen to it on YouTube. Just search for easy rider and its all there. While you're there have a quick look at Jack N clip from the movie. Classic. And Hopper's face is a picture as he takes his slug of the grog, just to be friendly as it were..
So his death got a fair bit of coverage in the Peruvian press.
He came to Chinchero, which is just a short drive from Cusco, and in fact the movie was originally called Chinchero. Its a beautiful wee spot in the sacred valley, and I can just imagine the locals welcoming him and Fonda and Kristoferson and the rest of the crew. Must have been fun. Will have to seek out the movie. Maybe Filmhouse will put it on for me some day soon. Don't think its on dvd.
Easy Rider is one of my all time favourite movies, and Blue Velvet ain't too bad either. And he was ok in Acopalypse Now. But I reckon the soundtrack for Easy Rider is the best soundtrack of all time. I have it on vinyl. Sweet memories, though I can't remember where or when I bought it, or who with. Not a dud track on it and Dylan song to boot. What more could one need from a movie?
Go listen to it on YouTube. Just search for easy rider and its all there. While you're there have a quick look at Jack N clip from the movie. Classic. And Hopper's face is a picture as he takes his slug of the grog, just to be friendly as it were..
Saturday, June 05, 2010
Kammerjunker
German is a ridiculously funny language, don't you think? Wish I could remember who my teacher was in NI. But I forget. He/she obviously made a huge impression. A kammerjunker is a "gentleman of the bedchamber". Good luck to him too.
Wednesday, June 02, 2010
Heber y Robin
Those of you who have been paying attention will remember Heber and Robin. They are the two brothers I first I worked with in La Policia in Cusco in my first year there.
Heber has always kept in touch over the years and spent time with me in Cusco whenever I've been there.
This year however I've not met him, and I'm really disapointed. He's called me a few times and we've spoken but not met.
I've heard reports about them and what I've heard is not exactly good news. I'm not particularly surprised about Robin but I had hopes that Heber would be different. He's no longer working in the restaurant where he was last year. From what I've heard they are working the streets, so to speak.
Heber denies even being in Cusco, which he reckons is why he couldn't meet me. He claims to be living with his sister in Lima. In Villa Maria del Triunfo in fact, where I work in INABIF.
Needless to say he was surprised to hear that I knew Villa Maria. I've no doubt that his sister lives there, but I have my doubts about him being there. We will see.
Since I've been back in Lima he's called a couple of times; well he calls my celular and I call him back. He says he wants to meet me in Villa Maria and will come to INABIF to see me. I would really like to meet him but I have serious doubts as to his veracity. I suspect he wants to meet me but is worried about how I might react to his latest situation. His brother could also have something to do with it.
I've no explanation for all his calls if he doesn't want to meet. Will wait and see what transpires.
I have a cold today so not going to INABIF. Think its the change of climate from Cusco. Need to rest today. Well at least, not go to INABIF.
Just heard the news about the shootings in England. Terrible. Safer in Lima.
Heber has always kept in touch over the years and spent time with me in Cusco whenever I've been there.
This year however I've not met him, and I'm really disapointed. He's called me a few times and we've spoken but not met.
I've heard reports about them and what I've heard is not exactly good news. I'm not particularly surprised about Robin but I had hopes that Heber would be different. He's no longer working in the restaurant where he was last year. From what I've heard they are working the streets, so to speak.
Heber denies even being in Cusco, which he reckons is why he couldn't meet me. He claims to be living with his sister in Lima. In Villa Maria del Triunfo in fact, where I work in INABIF.
Needless to say he was surprised to hear that I knew Villa Maria. I've no doubt that his sister lives there, but I have my doubts about him being there. We will see.
Since I've been back in Lima he's called a couple of times; well he calls my celular and I call him back. He says he wants to meet me in Villa Maria and will come to INABIF to see me. I would really like to meet him but I have serious doubts as to his veracity. I suspect he wants to meet me but is worried about how I might react to his latest situation. His brother could also have something to do with it.
I've no explanation for all his calls if he doesn't want to meet. Will wait and see what transpires.
I have a cold today so not going to INABIF. Think its the change of climate from Cusco. Need to rest today. Well at least, not go to INABIF.
Just heard the news about the shootings in England. Terrible. Safer in Lima.
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
Lori Berenson
Berenson has just been released from prison here in Peru having served 15 years of a 20 year sentence.
Her release has caused a bit of a stir in Lima. She's not the most popular of American citizens hereabouts.
I only mention her release because she has moved into an apartment in Ave Grau, which is just round the corner from my apartment. The locals are not happy. Especially those living in the block she is in. I would take a photo but think I would end up in jail myself, so best not to.
I don't relly know much about her case, only that she was linked to the Tupac Amaru Revolutionary Movement, MRTA, and was supposed to be helping them. They were a bit less violent than Shining Path but were operating around the same time.They used to rob the rich to feed the poor, so the story goes. They were the ones who took over the Japanese embassy in Lima, not far from here, back in 1996.
It looks as though she may be deported back to USA. She gave birth to a son in prison last year. The dad was also in MRTA, and they met in prison. Hopefully she will be allowed to take her son back to USA if and when she gets the boot.
Her release has caused a bit of a stir in Lima. She's not the most popular of American citizens hereabouts.
I only mention her release because she has moved into an apartment in Ave Grau, which is just round the corner from my apartment. The locals are not happy. Especially those living in the block she is in. I would take a photo but think I would end up in jail myself, so best not to.
I don't relly know much about her case, only that she was linked to the Tupac Amaru Revolutionary Movement, MRTA, and was supposed to be helping them. They were a bit less violent than Shining Path but were operating around the same time.They used to rob the rich to feed the poor, so the story goes. They were the ones who took over the Japanese embassy in Lima, not far from here, back in 1996.
It looks as though she may be deported back to USA. She gave birth to a son in prison last year. The dad was also in MRTA, and they met in prison. Hopefully she will be allowed to take her son back to USA if and when she gets the boot.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Artworks
Yesterday I visited my friend Luis' flat/studio near San Blas, or should I say above San Blas. Magnificent views of Cusco from his place. Nearly as good as my views of the Pentlands.
I was so inspired that I invested in some artwork. Luis will be famous some day soon, I'm sure, so I will be rich. He has exhibited in lots of South American countries and has won lots of prizes. He currently has an exhibition in Lima but unfortunately it will have moved on by time I'm back there.
A lovely chap and been really good to me since I arrived.
Busy time this week as its my last few days in Cusco so not much time for writing.
Have lots of pictures on my Facebook account. Sounds wierd but there you have it.
I was so inspired that I invested in some artwork. Luis will be famous some day soon, I'm sure, so I will be rich. He has exhibited in lots of South American countries and has won lots of prizes. He currently has an exhibition in Lima but unfortunately it will have moved on by time I'm back there.
A lovely chap and been really good to me since I arrived.
Busy time this week as its my last few days in Cusco so not much time for writing.
Have lots of pictures on my Facebook account. Sounds wierd but there you have it.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Sueno de una Noche de Verano
Man U should have been in the final today. Still always next year. I have a wee bet with my pal Kenny, yes Kenny, that Inter will win.
Today I'm doing some cultural activities. Miguel is taking me to La Merced which is one of the museums here I've not been to. Miguel is a guide and also an interpteter and he works mostly with medical missions who come to Peru to work, mostly in remote parts where access to doctors and dentists is limited or non existent. He's off to Puno on Monday to work there for a few weeks. He has an incredible mine of information about Peruvian society and history. I enjoy his company and its a shame he's not in Cusco more often. Looking forward to our visit to La Merced. Apparently it has the third biggest pearl in the world and the only Rubens to be found outside of Europe. I think. More once I've been.
I was having a chat about Shakespeare with Denyse, my Spanish teacher, as one does just to pass the time. She also likes footie, but yet to find out what team she supports in UK. Everyone here who likes footie has a favourite team in Premiership. I've met one mad Celtic fan too.
When she was 16 Denyse played Helena in a production of A Midsummer Night's Dream, in a place called Puerto Maldonada, where she went to school. Puerto Maldonado is in the Amazon forest and I flew there a few years back on my way to my Amazon adventure. Its good to know that the old bard reaches even to Puerto Maldonado. To see the place it's almost impossible to believe, but so it goes.... I guess Robert B gets there too. Must ask her. and of course Bob D
Denyse is my favourite teacher now for sure, since Claudia left me for Uruguay. She is a constant source of stories about Peru and especially the Andes. She's lived all over Peru, even though she's quite young and all that.
She tells me that there are mermaids to be found in the rivers of the Andes. And here's me thinking they were only to be found in George Mackay Brown country. Though I did once see one playing in the rocks on the shore at Aird Tong. And there was always the rumour that Katag Bheag was one in her spare time. Which probably explains my father's aversion to her company.
There was once an Inca warrior called Ollantay, whom the town of Ollantaytambo is named after, lying in the Sacred valley and worth a visit should you find yourself in these parts. Tambo is Quechua for hostel or hotel. Anyway Ollantay fell in love with the Inca's daughter, called Ima Sumal,I think. The Inca was not keen and things turned out a bit Shakespearean. Pressure of Spanish grammar prevented me from discovering how things turned out, but not too happily. Denyse reckons that there are similar stories in the Andes to many of S's plays. Cuentos de los Andinos.
It's getting time for food again. So off to Granja Heidi. Wonder what he has in store today? Tomorrow I might go the Chi Cha restaurant which is run by Peru's most famous chef,called Gaston Acurio, if I can afford it.
Today I'm doing some cultural activities. Miguel is taking me to La Merced which is one of the museums here I've not been to. Miguel is a guide and also an interpteter and he works mostly with medical missions who come to Peru to work, mostly in remote parts where access to doctors and dentists is limited or non existent. He's off to Puno on Monday to work there for a few weeks. He has an incredible mine of information about Peruvian society and history. I enjoy his company and its a shame he's not in Cusco more often. Looking forward to our visit to La Merced. Apparently it has the third biggest pearl in the world and the only Rubens to be found outside of Europe. I think. More once I've been.
I was having a chat about Shakespeare with Denyse, my Spanish teacher, as one does just to pass the time. She also likes footie, but yet to find out what team she supports in UK. Everyone here who likes footie has a favourite team in Premiership. I've met one mad Celtic fan too.
When she was 16 Denyse played Helena in a production of A Midsummer Night's Dream, in a place called Puerto Maldonada, where she went to school. Puerto Maldonado is in the Amazon forest and I flew there a few years back on my way to my Amazon adventure. Its good to know that the old bard reaches even to Puerto Maldonado. To see the place it's almost impossible to believe, but so it goes.... I guess Robert B gets there too. Must ask her. and of course Bob D
Denyse is my favourite teacher now for sure, since Claudia left me for Uruguay. She is a constant source of stories about Peru and especially the Andes. She's lived all over Peru, even though she's quite young and all that.
She tells me that there are mermaids to be found in the rivers of the Andes. And here's me thinking they were only to be found in George Mackay Brown country. Though I did once see one playing in the rocks on the shore at Aird Tong. And there was always the rumour that Katag Bheag was one in her spare time. Which probably explains my father's aversion to her company.
There was once an Inca warrior called Ollantay, whom the town of Ollantaytambo is named after, lying in the Sacred valley and worth a visit should you find yourself in these parts. Tambo is Quechua for hostel or hotel. Anyway Ollantay fell in love with the Inca's daughter, called Ima Sumal,I think. The Inca was not keen and things turned out a bit Shakespearean. Pressure of Spanish grammar prevented me from discovering how things turned out, but not too happily. Denyse reckons that there are similar stories in the Andes to many of S's plays. Cuentos de los Andinos.
It's getting time for food again. So off to Granja Heidi. Wonder what he has in store today? Tomorrow I might go the Chi Cha restaurant which is run by Peru's most famous chef,called Gaston Acurio, if I can afford it.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
El subjuntivo es el corazon de espanol
New Spanish teacher this week. Her name is Denyse and she comes from Arequipa which is the second biggest city in Peru. Her accent is a bit different but I'm used to it now. She is a great teacher. Best I've had since Claudia went back to Uruguay. So that's good. The title of this post is from her. Just means that the subjunctive tense is the heart of the Spanish language, and when she puts it like that who can resist? She tells me its beautiful. I have to believe her, don't you think? So lets get on with that for my last ten days in Cusco. Hard to believe, is it not?
Ewan McGregor paid a visit to Lima last week, so thats at least two Scots in Peru. He was there on behalf of UNICEF, for whom he's an ambassador. Not sure where he visited but El Comercio says he went to one of the poorest districts of Lima to meet and talk to the kids. So maybe he went to Villa Maria. If he did would be a shame to have missed him. Will check it out.
Off to Elim now. Am taking Junior out for a few hours this afternoon. Don't know where to, though I'm sure he will have plenty suggestions. Before that feeding time in Granja Heidi, best restaurant in Cusco. Have I said that before? probably. I like to read there as well as eat, as its only time I seem to get here to do any reading. Chekhov just now. Thanks Gayle.
Ewan McGregor paid a visit to Lima last week, so thats at least two Scots in Peru. He was there on behalf of UNICEF, for whom he's an ambassador. Not sure where he visited but El Comercio says he went to one of the poorest districts of Lima to meet and talk to the kids. So maybe he went to Villa Maria. If he did would be a shame to have missed him. Will check it out.
Off to Elim now. Am taking Junior out for a few hours this afternoon. Don't know where to, though I'm sure he will have plenty suggestions. Before that feeding time in Granja Heidi, best restaurant in Cusco. Have I said that before? probably. I like to read there as well as eat, as its only time I seem to get here to do any reading. Chekhov just now. Thanks Gayle.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
The Master and Margarita
I read this book on the plane over here. Been meaning to read it for ages, but never got round to it. It's a very strange kind of book, and don't quite know what to make of it.
There's a big black six foot cat called Behemoth who is pals with the devil who arrives in Moscow and causes havoc all around. There's also the story of Pontius Pilate meeting Jesus. And there's a character called Archibald Archibaldovich, as I recall. Did he not play for Scotland?
A very odd book and not quite what I expected. It's stuck in my brain, so final analysis is that it must have been good. More on books soon.
There's a big black six foot cat called Behemoth who is pals with the devil who arrives in Moscow and causes havoc all around. There's also the story of Pontius Pilate meeting Jesus. And there's a character called Archibald Archibaldovich, as I recall. Did he not play for Scotland?
A very odd book and not quite what I expected. It's stuck in my brain, so final analysis is that it must have been good. More on books soon.
A Spanish greeting
Que duermas con los angelitos, pero si te encuentras con el diablo solo llamame.
No accents, forget how to, or blogger won't let me.
Those who can't read Spanish will have to guess.
No accents, forget how to, or blogger won't let me.
Those who can't read Spanish will have to guess.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Cienciano del Cusco
Yesterday we took the boys for a swim. Today was mothers day and they had a party. Mothers Day is very important here. I think more so than in UK. All went well. I did a video of the boys rehearsing their contribution yesterday after their swim. Jeremy is going to post it onto you tube so will post a link on here soonish.
Today we played footie and tomorrow night we are taking them to see Cienciano play Alianza from Lima. Should be fun. Bit like celtic v rangers, street fights and lots of police. More soon.
Today we played footie and tomorrow night we are taking them to see Cienciano play Alianza from Lima. Should be fun. Bit like celtic v rangers, street fights and lots of police. More soon.
Tupac Inca Yupanqui
I met my friend Elena today when I was out for lunch. Elena used to work for Maximo Nivel and was the person who introduced me to La Policia de la Familia all these years ago. She taught me a lot about Peru and Cusco. She is a wee gem. Has done lots of work for kids in these parts and stiil does.
She is also an artist of some distinction. She left Maximo Nivel a couple of years ago to concentrate on her art. She has now opened a gallery and cultural centre here in Cusco.
I´ve added a link to the website on here in case anyone is interested. Bits are in English though most is in Spanish.
There´s an exhibition opening on Thursday night and I´ve been invited to go along. There will be wine and music and song. And maybe even some food.
She is also an artist of some distinction. She left Maximo Nivel a couple of years ago to concentrate on her art. She has now opened a gallery and cultural centre here in Cusco.
I´ve added a link to the website on here in case anyone is interested. Bits are in English though most is in Spanish.
There´s an exhibition opening on Thursday night and I´ve been invited to go along. There will be wine and music and song. And maybe even some food.
Friday, May 07, 2010
Spanish Lessons
Started my classes here in Maximo Nivel on Tuesday. After taking the test Jimmy put me in the advanced class. Very flattering but had more to do with the fact that they didn't have an intermediate class in the mornings and I couldn't do an afternoon class because of my commitment to Elim.
I did four days of advanced Spanish and I didn't let the side down. However it was a bit too much for me though I was quite impressed with how much I knew and how well I coped. But I knew there were gaps which needed filling as it were. Fortunately there's an intermediate class starting on Monday morning so I'm switching to that.
My teacher this week was called Esther and next we it's going to be Dante. I had a classmate this week from Oxford called Christina, and like all Christinas she was lovely. We had a good mix of nationalities, including Canada, Holland, USA and England of course. And Scotland of course.
Stayed up very late last night, 12 pm, to watch the results coming in. By time I got in it was 8 pm here and 2 pm UK time, so things were well underway. It was odd watching Dimbleby and Paxo, sitting here in my flat in Peru. Couldn't phone my wee bro to let him know what I thought, not that there was any great excitement to call about. And who let that guy whats his name, Tory chairman, tax dodger, on to the BBC? Have we no standards at all now? Just think what we could do with all the tax he didn't pay? And then there's Zak Goldsmith another tax dodger. God help us all, with that lot in charge. Absolutely no morals. Two faced thieving bastards. And Clegg wants to help them?
But at least Griffin didn't get elected. I was very pleased to see old Hodge do well there.
We got all the BBC coverage and it was still ongoing when I got up at seven o'clock.
I did four days of advanced Spanish and I didn't let the side down. However it was a bit too much for me though I was quite impressed with how much I knew and how well I coped. But I knew there were gaps which needed filling as it were. Fortunately there's an intermediate class starting on Monday morning so I'm switching to that.
My teacher this week was called Esther and next we it's going to be Dante. I had a classmate this week from Oxford called Christina, and like all Christinas she was lovely. We had a good mix of nationalities, including Canada, Holland, USA and England of course. And Scotland of course.
Stayed up very late last night, 12 pm, to watch the results coming in. By time I got in it was 8 pm here and 2 pm UK time, so things were well underway. It was odd watching Dimbleby and Paxo, sitting here in my flat in Peru. Couldn't phone my wee bro to let him know what I thought, not that there was any great excitement to call about. And who let that guy whats his name, Tory chairman, tax dodger, on to the BBC? Have we no standards at all now? Just think what we could do with all the tax he didn't pay? And then there's Zak Goldsmith another tax dodger. God help us all, with that lot in charge. Absolutely no morals. Two faced thieving bastards. And Clegg wants to help them?
But at least Griffin didn't get elected. I was very pleased to see old Hodge do well there.
We got all the BBC coverage and it was still ongoing when I got up at seven o'clock.
Elim's new home
Started at Elim on Tuesday. I go there in the afternoons and spend about 4 hours there depending on how I feel and what's happening; could be more or less. Nice wee semicolon there.
It was great to be back there and see all the kids again and to be given such a brilliant welcome. Very touching. Edgar didn't recognise me at first as he was busy with home work. He turned round and looked at me and it suddenly dawned on him who I was. He shouted ahh donald and came over to give me a huge hug, he was so pleased to see me I was taken aback. He lives there with his brother Efraim. There is a photo of the two of them from last year on here, and a new one this year.
My first day there I went with Anderson and Edgar to collect Anderson's trainers from the trainer repair man. His trainers were in some state. I didn't even realise these things were repairable. It's certainly not done in Edinburgh. The repairman did an excellent job of the tattered old things so that they were again serviceable and once we'd bought insoles for him he was delighted. Edgar wanted insoles as well. But put him off till we was wearing his trainers.
The repairman was a young guy who wanted to know all about Glasgow. It's very unusual for people here to know any place other than Edinburgh, if they know any place at all. So we had a chat about the wonderful footie teams in that fine old city. And about kilts, which can be a pain sometimes. They think we all wonder aound in skirts. His dream is to visit some day, so I gave him Gayle's address and phone number!! He can repair all your shoes and trainers, I'm sure Ben would love that.
It's times like that make it all worthwhile. To see them so happy with so little. Makes one glad to be alive to be able to put a smile on a wee face every now and then. When I think of all these rich bastards with their obscene bonus culture, and pure greed I know that we have let them down badly and we all bear responsibility for that. Some day all that will change.
Yesterday went with Jeremy to see the new boys' home being built on the site of the old one. Edgar came with us though he was not meant to, we were giving him a lift to a dancing class at 3.30 pm but by time we got there he was at least 40 minutes late so he didn't go.
The new place is very impressive and very big. It's funded through Jeremy's fundraising and some church in USA is paying most of it. There will be room for 40 boys in two dorms, three classrooms, an auditorium, dining room, kitchen, and rooms on the top floor for volunteers, who will be paying towards the running costs. These are private rooms, so I guess I will have to come back to check it all out. I've shown Jeremy the room I want when I come. He hopes to move in this year. They also plan to invite local children to use the classrooms for lessons free of charge. Overall a huge achievement. I can't wait to see the kids there and I'm sure they can't wait to be there. Edgar was very imppressed. As you can tell from the photo.
It was great to be back there and see all the kids again and to be given such a brilliant welcome. Very touching. Edgar didn't recognise me at first as he was busy with home work. He turned round and looked at me and it suddenly dawned on him who I was. He shouted ahh donald and came over to give me a huge hug, he was so pleased to see me I was taken aback. He lives there with his brother Efraim. There is a photo of the two of them from last year on here, and a new one this year.
My first day there I went with Anderson and Edgar to collect Anderson's trainers from the trainer repair man. His trainers were in some state. I didn't even realise these things were repairable. It's certainly not done in Edinburgh. The repairman did an excellent job of the tattered old things so that they were again serviceable and once we'd bought insoles for him he was delighted. Edgar wanted insoles as well. But put him off till we was wearing his trainers.
The repairman was a young guy who wanted to know all about Glasgow. It's very unusual for people here to know any place other than Edinburgh, if they know any place at all. So we had a chat about the wonderful footie teams in that fine old city. And about kilts, which can be a pain sometimes. They think we all wonder aound in skirts. His dream is to visit some day, so I gave him Gayle's address and phone number!! He can repair all your shoes and trainers, I'm sure Ben would love that.
It's times like that make it all worthwhile. To see them so happy with so little. Makes one glad to be alive to be able to put a smile on a wee face every now and then. When I think of all these rich bastards with their obscene bonus culture, and pure greed I know that we have let them down badly and we all bear responsibility for that. Some day all that will change.
Yesterday went with Jeremy to see the new boys' home being built on the site of the old one. Edgar came with us though he was not meant to, we were giving him a lift to a dancing class at 3.30 pm but by time we got there he was at least 40 minutes late so he didn't go.
The new place is very impressive and very big. It's funded through Jeremy's fundraising and some church in USA is paying most of it. There will be room for 40 boys in two dorms, three classrooms, an auditorium, dining room, kitchen, and rooms on the top floor for volunteers, who will be paying towards the running costs. These are private rooms, so I guess I will have to come back to check it all out. I've shown Jeremy the room I want when I come. He hopes to move in this year. They also plan to invite local children to use the classrooms for lessons free of charge. Overall a huge achievement. I can't wait to see the kids there and I'm sure they can't wait to be there. Edgar was very imppressed. As you can tell from the photo.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Software problem
Had laptop wifi connection problems past few days so not been able to use my laptop. Percy our tech guy here in Maximo Nivel came along today to fix it for me. Good job he did too. Says I had a software problem, and here's me thinking I was in fine fettle. BP is 120/80, just like a baby, though babies don't take tablets.
Am busy here with classes and work and other stuff. Will write a blog update tomorrow. Am off to Elim now and Jeremy is taking me to see the progress on the new home for the boys. It's looking good. Jermey does a pile of work for these kids, he should be knighted for it. Do they do that back at Buck House these days?
Hope you all been to vote, early and often, I hope. Can someone put one on for me? First time I've missed since voting became legal. Here in Peru you get fined for not voting and you can vote online.
Will watch results on BBC World when I get in tonight. By which time all will be clear. Or not.
More tomorrow....
Am busy here with classes and work and other stuff. Will write a blog update tomorrow. Am off to Elim now and Jeremy is taking me to see the progress on the new home for the boys. It's looking good. Jermey does a pile of work for these kids, he should be knighted for it. Do they do that back at Buck House these days?
Hope you all been to vote, early and often, I hope. Can someone put one on for me? First time I've missed since voting became legal. Here in Peru you get fined for not voting and you can vote online.
Will watch results on BBC World when I get in tonight. By which time all will be clear. Or not.
More tomorrow....
Sunday, May 02, 2010
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