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Articles on Living & Investing in Peru
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the Inca Trails - As the magnificent peak of Padrayoc loomed to our
right, and the Apurimac River roared below we felt the rush of adventure
in our veins. It was this that kept us going for our bodies certainly weren’t
equipped for the tough trail ahead of us! The idea for this trek had come
four years earlier, when a Peruvian friend and I were out in a remote village
and had met an old gnarled farmer on our trail. He had struck up a conversation
with my friend in Quechua, the language of the Incas. |
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And The Coast ~ In Peru ~ by El Vagabundo - It had been a long, strange
trip indeed. In search of gainful employment I had circumnavigated the
globe in six months. My itinerary read like this: Bogotá to Caracas
to L.A. to Hong Kong. Two months of work, then off to Baghdad, Basra, and
Nasiriyah, Iraq. Four months later: Kuwait, London, New York, Lima, Bogotá
and home. Along the way I was offered more work in Afghanistan, Uruguay,
Valladolid |
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The Inca Trail ~ Hiking The Andes ~ by Kyle Hammons - The sun was just
starting to rise over the green carpet of rolling hills when my plane touched
down. The flight from Lima had been nearly empty allowing me to scramble
down the aisles in search of better views of the Cusco Andes. It was not
until I reached baggage claim that the sensation of being a tourist truly
overwhelmed me. Surveying the scene around me, there were enough guide
services packed into the tiny airport to accommodate far more than the
500 people allowed each day on the Inca Trail. Thankfully, the traditional
Peruvian band filled the room with enough noise to drown out the crowds
of tour agents and cab drivers who shouted their deals through revolving
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~ Notes From A Canadian Traveler ~ by Judy Goddard - I remember sitting
up in the attic of our farmhouse as a child, looking through those bright
yellow “ National Geographic” magazines, that someone had given us. For
hours, I dreamt of those far away and strange places. Never, believing
it could ever come true. So now that our children are on their own, I decided
to pursue the dreams of childhood, of far away countries. Not just as a
tourist, but as a person who could perhaps help improve someone’s else
life, or just bring some joy for a few weeks to someone who needed it. |
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