CLOSING THOUGHTS
Peru and Machu Picchu were all that I had expected. I am very happy we got up early to catch the 5:20am bus to Machu Picchu as the area began to flood with tourists in the late morning, and this was during off season. While I did see one girl take some time to meditate and become one with the environment, dozens of others were walking around yakking on their cell phones. I again resisted the urge to throw my camera at them.Now that I've been to a few busy cities around the world, I've come to realize that nothing seems to have the right of way and that the lines in the road are only suggestions. The taxi ride to and from the Lima airport will certainly take a few years from most anyone's life. So will trying to cross certain intersections.
I've also come to love the way my name is pronounced in Latin America: Jeremy becomes "Yeramie" and Jeremiah become "Yeramias." And while people here in the states are always mispelling my name (my favorite variations are Jerome and Jaramaya), a girl in a fast food restaurant in Cusco, who couldn't speak English, spelled it perfectly. All the reason to return.
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