Tourism? Says Who?
Posted on Sunday, June 9, 2013
Posted on Sunday, June 9, 2013
Posted on Saturday, June 8, 2013
Peru's history blends into the background, but is present in everything you see.
Balconies visible from homes overlooking Lima's historical center remain from when immigrants moved here from Seville.
Chinatown. Five percent of Lima's population is Chinese, primarily descended from contract laborers brought here between 1849 and 1874, to work in mines and on plantations. They represented a historical transition from slave to "paid" labor, yet a Peruvian resident told us that an American Confederate general expressed horror at the treatment of "coolies" by the people they worked for. Another group of Chinese settlers came after the founding of Sun Yat-sen's republic in 1912, World War II, and the establishment of Communist rule in 1949.
Presence of Catholic missions. The Jesuits arrived in Peru in the 16th century. The Dominicans, and several other orders, brought Catholic influence to Peru, and built a cathedral above an Inca place of worship.
Settlements on the outskirts of Lima. Ate was settled by people who fled their rural villages during the 80s, barely escaping with their lives. Meeting citizens of Ate, we realized we had made several assumptions about the people we would meeting, that they would be desperately poor and isolated. Our assumptions moved aside as we were invited into homes, no two of which are the same, and saw taxis dropping off and picking up riders. Of course, meeting individual people also changes your perceptions, because once you meet people and watch them prepare a meal for you, it's no longer possible to think of them as nameless faces in the crowd.
We saw thousands of Catholic men, women and children celebrating the Feast of Corpus Christi on Sunday in San Martin Square. It seemed as if the entire city was there. We learned later that celebrants' purple robes represented a sign of penance. A Jesuit historian told us the holiday was introduced to native people as a forced alternative to indigenous celebrations.
These are only a few examples of the ways in which multiple cultures have blended against a complicated background of worldwide political and religious forces. As anything would be with so many factors in play over so much time, the picture is as complex as it can be. Our perceptions constantly evolve as we learn more about why we see what we see.
Posted on Friday, June 7, 2013
A Peruvian mountain overlooking the highway sits a large water cistern. Painted across in blue letters, "agua is vida" or water is life. Here in Lima, Peru, it is not obviously to the typically America tourist the extensive and quite complicated issues surrounding the impeding water crisis. All of the hotels and shops in main districts of Lima have plenty of water all day long. However, when you reach the outskirts of the more mountainous district, water is not always readily available.
Lima is one of the worlds largest desert cities containing nine million people. The sole source of water for these people comes from the river Rimac which flows through the middle of the city. A state owned company, Sedapal, controls the only water treatment facility for the entire city. I wondered to myself why does the city only have one treatment plant for nearly nine million people. Why not build a second and relieve the stress from the single plant? After our visit to Sedapal it was quite apparent the lack of need for a second plant.
The facilities collection point of the river contains a divert that allows the river to continue flowing while a percentage is pulled out to be treated before sold to the public. The Rimac pre-plant is a rapidly flowing river but post-plant is a dry river bed. In order to meet the cities water demands, the treatment facility removes nearly 100% of the water in the Rimac. There is not only not enough water for a second plant, but not enough water to fill the demand of the city.
It is clear that an unequal distribution of the water supply in Lima. Our visit to the Sedapal water treatment plant was the perfect example. Outside the facility is desert, drought, and poverty. Inside the plant, after passing several security guards, we saw vast green lawns and extensive sprinkler systems and ponds. It was quite contradictory to see the upper portion of the slums overlooking an "almost paradise".
So, why does such an inequality of water distribution exist? Water, in my opinion, is the most precious commodity in the world. And as other commodities such as gold or silver, you have to spend money to get it.
Today we visited the city hall of Ate and spoke to several city planners and managers to better understand the governments role in solving the water crisis. We were greeted with a flashy office, handshakes, and vague plans of how to improve the city. It is interesting to notice that politicians are politicians no matter where you travel to. They spoke of educating the people, with many different customs, the proper way to dispose of waste and keep the river clean. How the men with flashy sunglasses and fake smiles would implement such plans is a mystery to me. Their answers when asked were vague, similar to the answers given at a United States presidential election campaign.
Overall, today was a good day. We saw a different portion of the city, the outskirts, completely different than downtown Lima or the Miraflores district. I am excited for what tomorrow brings.
Dear Lima,
I love you. My journey here has increased my understanding of ethnocentrism a lot. Day in and day out I have been keeping my eyes wide open for sights, smells, and perspective. What I have kept close to my conscience is the fact that i do not know how this world works completely and that everyday is a day to learn something new. Some people live their lives as if they know everything and as if they know why people are the way they are based off no factual evidence. Asking questions and experience are the only ways to combat one's own ethnocentrism. We have been instilled with codes and values that at times turn our perspectives in to bias and judgmental domes of ignorance. This translates with every countries peoples. It is not just a sickness of the United States but people from every where wave flags of misconception as if a patriot of misunderstanding. A great example of gaining perspective was a lecture i attended at the University of Antonio Ruiz de Montoya, a Jesuit college here in Lima. In regards to the reader this school is the University that is hosting "us" college kids from Omaha and they're doing some really beautiful and progressive ventures here. The lecture was given by a highly intelligent lady named Carmen Ilizarbe. Her beauty matched her words of the politics and social issues that have invaded Peruvian life for many years.
6 June 2013
Posted on Thursday, June 6, 2013
Peru's history blends into the background, but is present in everything you see.
Balconies visible from homes overlooking Lima's historical center remain from when immigrants moved here from Seville.
Chinatown. Five percent of Lima's population is Chinese, primarily descended from contract laborers brought here between 1849 and 1874, to work in mines and on plantations. They represented a historical transition from slave to "paid" labor, yet a Peruvian resident told us that an American Confederate general expressed horror at the treatment of "coolies" by the people they worked for. Another group of Chinese settlers came after the founding of Sun Yat-sen's republic in 1912, World War II, and the establishment of Communist rule in 1949.
Presence of Catholic missions. The Jesuits arrived in Peru in the 16th century. The Dominicans, and several other orders, brought Catholic influence to Peru, and built a cathedral above an Inca place of worship.
Settlements on the outskirts of Lima. Ate was settled by people who fled their rural villages during the 80s, barely escaping with their lives. Meeting citizens of Ate, we realized we had made several assumptions about the people we would meeting, that they would be desperately poor and isolated. Our assumptions moved aside as we were invited into homes, no two of which are the same, and saw taxis dropping off and picking up riders. Of course, meeting individual people also changes your perceptions, because once you meet people and watch them prepare a meal for you, it's no longer possible to think of them as nameless faces in the crowd.
We saw thousands of Catholic men, women and children celebrating the Feast of Corpus Christi on Sunday in San Martin Square. It seemed as if the entire city was there. We learned later that celebrants' purple robes represented a sign of penance. A Jesuit historian told us the holiday was introduced to native people as a forced alternative to indigenous celebrations.
These are only a few examples of the ways in which multiple cultures have blended against a complicated background of worldwide political and religious forces. As anything would be with so many factors in play over so much time, the picture is as complex as it can be. Our perceptions constantly evolve as we learn more about why we see what we see.
Posted on Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Our journey to Lima, Peru began at the Eppley airport 5:00 a.m. on Saturday, June 1st 2013. I was droopy eyed and tired with an hour of sleep that morning, hoping the lack of sleep would entitle me to sleep on the plane. The first flight was on a very small plane, and was short-lived, only being a few hours to Atlanta, Georgia. The Atlanta airport had developed in its enormity, its own shopping mall, with concourses A-F and underground subways that find their way to each concourse. We encountered a seven hour layover that did not seem to last as long as one would imagine for we had many things to accomplish: Peruvian money was obtained through currency exchange, naps were taken, followed by Starbucks frappes and dashes to get 2 for $20 neck pillows for the upcoming seven hour international flight.
| Beautiful sunrise before take-off from Omaha to Atlanta via Delta |
| Our bus! |
| Casa Kolping Hostel |
| The banner of flower petals for Corpus Christi |
| The sign I deciphered during a quick bite to eat. |
| The restaurant we ate at in Chinatown |
| Look at me! |
| David, Gabby, Me, and Lauren at the tunnel fountain |
| This fountain changes colors! |
| Me running through the dancing fountain. |