Oh, I remember so well.
I was a volunteer in
Ayacucho, Peru, working with mostly Quechua speaking artisans
to reclaim and preserve their folklore traditions. My husband
at the time was designated as the volunteer coordinator for
our area of the country, as we were quite removed from the
central Peace Corps office in Lima.
We had gone to
Lima, then, on Peace Corps business. I'm not sure, but I
believe we went to pick up a Jeep that was being issued to us
for use in going out to the sites of volunteers even more
remotely located and for whom we had some level of
We would be in Lima only a few days
before making the approximately 24-hour trip back, the first
half to Huancayo, 12,000 feet above Lima, then on to Ayacucho
on a one-way, unpaved road along the Montaro River valley.
We were busy in Lima, picking up supplies, getting our
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