Report 12 July

Report of Saterday 12 July
Report by Benno en Thecla

The road of thousand bends
After we spend the night in Huallanca under a thick packet of blankets we get early up in the awaking village to walk through the little authentic streets. On each corner of the street old traditional dressed women are sitting, selling warm drinks with home made bread as breakfast.
The deep valley is still covered in the shadow of the mountains. People walking deep hidden in their clothes. Our damping breath gives the street view a self-will character, and one of another reason, we immediately feel home.
But our SOS mission calls us to depart. Soon we drive along the steep mountain ridges in the awakening sun. The hills up and down, to the left, downstairs to the right, bend after bend, through little water streams.
Sometimes the road is so bad and narrow that it is almost impossible to let pass the traffic from the opposite site. And then you need room to maneuvered along the cattle who is walking on the road, like pigs, donkeys, cows and chicken.
It’s getting a road of thousand bends.
Finally at the end of the day we find deadly tired a small piece of grass between the steep mountain ridges and along a little mountain river. Just when Trudy and Thecla install their kitchen, a couple of cows come from out of the darkness behind them in search of the river and walk almost over us.
Thecla and I take another night under the sky so we see the landscape in the full moon light and fall asleep for another night.

very narrow road 

a little village 

ploughing in the old way 

animals on the road 

house with political slogans

another view 

marvelous… 

house of the rising sun