Waving to People in a Peruvian Motocar

Locals

It’s hard to encapsulate my feelings on Peru, hard to sum up how I felt visiting this beautiful country. Perhaps most, it was the feeling that we are so incredibly privileged. There is poverty so pervasive and so insidious it will be an insurmountable force for untold generations. I was constantly confronted with guilt and humility seeing local people from our transport (getting to Machu Picchu is a serious JOURNEY). Yet, in spite of it all you find and equally pervasive humanity and joy. In this case, a small child waved to Pamela and I sitting in our comfortable train to the ruins. Just after this photo, I waved back to the small child who in turn smiled.