I finally arrived in Peru, the old stomping grounds of my Peace Corps days. Wow, it is so amazing to be back! The community where Mayu‘s artisans live involves 2 plane rides to arrive in Lima. I took one plane from Chicago to Atlanta, and then from Atlanta to Lima. Once in Lima, I took a cab to a bustling bus terminal, where I boarded the first bus (not the nicest bus around…) towards Huaraz, in the department of Ancash.
About 7 hours later, I got off the bus in a tiny town on the main road. The couple hundred Peruvians who live there make a livelihood on selling cheese (Chiquian’s cheese is region-famous!), corn on the cob and trout to those in transit to the outlying towns. Life in Conococcha is cold and slow. From there, I got into a collectivo (shared taxi) and headed another 35 kilometers on the most beautiful, windey road that I could imagine…35 Kilometers (that’s 21 miles to you Americans!) later I was in Chiquian, where I spent 2+ years working with the wonderful Peruvian artisans with whom I am now homestaying.
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Kate
Founder of Mayu Alpaca














