Today we went back to where it all started. Back to Villa María and our first host family where we spent our first three weeks in Peru. Once again we packed ourselves into the family car and drove the little way we used to love to walk to a church on the side of a hill. Seated surrounded by desert mountains, we attended an Easter church service, second only to the first Spanish church service we attended our first week in Villa María. After staying for only a while, we climbed our cerro, the first desert hill we ever climbed in Peru. By then it was already dark and all we could see was shadows of hill tops in the distance and silhouettes of people climbing towards the cross at the very top. Away from some of the city fog and pollution, the sky was perfectly scattered with blinking stars and the lights from a few visible shacks was all we could see from below. When I reached the top I sat down on the exact bench I had sat on only days after arriving in Peru, and looked down upon the same scenery which at the time was my only experience of this country.
I have been trying to process for the past little while the fact that I am actually leaving soon; in less than a week actually. This has been such a life changing experience for me that it somehow seems somewhat backwards to be going home again. Don’t get me wrong, there are so many things I am looking forward to at home, yet I feel so attached to my new home here that I am dreading leaving it.
Traveling out into the world can be a bit frightening, especially when traveling to a new continent and culture, a new language, a new family and a new job. I remember all of the hour long talks Nora and I had stretched out on a couch long after everyone had gone to bed, wondering how Peru was going to be. Wondering how it would feel, wondering how we would tackle the challenges we would face, wondering if I would ever learn enough Spanish to at all feel useful, wondering if we would ever feel at home so far away. And now we are at the end of it all. We have tackled the challenges, we have learned the language and we don’t feel far away at all but right where we are supposed to be.
I have met some of the strongest and most inspiring people I have ever met here in Peru and it makes me think of all I would be without if it weren’t for this trip. It seems that every time I travel and experience amazing things I always encounter and get to know people more incredible than the time before. Just imagine how many more remarkable people in the world there are to get to know! I am convinced we have had the best two families in all of Peru as host families. Returning to our old family and home today brought back many memories and a strong desire to stay here longer. Peru is home to me now and my host families I consider my family. I will be back as soon as I can and will start off by climbing the hill where for me it all began. - Emily


















