Inti, I went to a Biodanza Movement marathon in Machu Picchu in 1993, walking by the Inca Path from Cuzco in 4 days. Afterwards, we stayed in Aguas Calientes, at the foot of Machu Picchu's mountain, before we headed back to Cuzco by train. Along all roads and trails there were signs of warning about Sendero Luminoso. Actually, when arriving at Lima, before going to Cuzco by plane, we toured the city and the opportunity of passing by a street in which these terrorists explode a bomb. The "crater" was impressive. The whole pavement was destroyed living a hole of about 10 m of diameter, and 2 m depth. Buildings facades surrounding that street were also destroyed. Fortunately, we were lucky in not meeting any of these revolutionaries. Unfortunately, similar guys have now taken Venezuela and I am stuck, somehow, here...
I do not have much to say. I think that violence had been a part of our continent much more than we realized. Starting with my parents, who travelled to Venezuela thinking that it was a stable country, and going on with me and with so many more, we sort of blinded ourselves to what there, in front of our eyes, thinking that we were inmune. We were not, we were just not looking.
Inti, I went to a Biodanza Movement marathon in Machu Picchu in 1993, walking by the Inca Path from Cuzco in 4 days. Afterwards, we stayed in Aguas Calientes, at the foot of Machu Picchu's mountain, before we headed back to Cuzco by train. Along all roads and trails there were signs of warning about Sendero Luminoso. Actually, when arriving at Lima, before going to Cuzco by plane, we toured the city and the opportunity of passing by a street in which these terrorists explode a bomb. The "crater" was impressive. The whole pavement was destroyed living a hole of about 10 m of diameter, and 2 m depth. Buildings facades surrounding that street were also destroyed. Fortunately, we were lucky in not meeting any of these revolutionaries. Unfortunately, similar guys have now taken Venezuela and I am stuck, somehow, here...
I do not have much to say. I think that violence had been a part of our continent much more than we realized. Starting with my parents, who travelled to Venezuela thinking that it was a stable country, and going on with me and with so many more, we sort of blinded ourselves to what there, in front of our eyes, thinking that we were inmune. We were not, we were just not looking.