The witches’ market

I wouldn’t say that crossing Ecuadorian-Peruvian border was complicated. Actually, I could smuggle everything through it (of course I didn’t have anything illegal with me). As the most of such procedures, it was inconvenient. Firstly, we waited in the bus, then, around 1 a.m., they ordered us to get off …

My first earthquake

Yesterday I’ve crossed Ecuadorian border. I’m in Peru right now. It doesn’t mean I’m not going to write about Ecuador any more – I have still some material I haven’t used (I will, though!). Also, I haven’t left Ecuador for good. All the signs say that I’ll be back there …

Gringo

‘Oh, I’m going to seat next to the gringo’, said to his friend an old fat indigenous man who got on the bus. He took a place next to me. I was sitting with my laptop on my laps, trying to work. I could do it finally, after the man …

To finish the journey

About thirty years ago four friends decided to go to the mountains near Vilcabamba to the glacial lakes in Podocarpus National Park. They didn’t make it there. Feeling coming old age and lack of strength, they decided to go there once again to fulfil the drams from the youth. They …

The country for old men

In South America there are to valleys, where grow closely related species of trees which have hallucinogenic properties. Both species are called the same in quichua – huilco. In both valleys there are the towns called Vilcabamba. Bamba is cognate with pampa and means plain. When I first arrived to Vilcabamba, I was quite shocked …

A gold digger

If you want to know how I got to Judith’s farm see my previous post.   I bought food for a week. I don’t trust to much the meat hanging on the hooks with plenty of flies stuck to it, so besides sweet potatoes plantains and bananas in three varieties,  …