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I wanted to defect

 

 

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I wanted to defect when it was time to come home.  But I’m really strong on agreements, and I agreed that I would come home.  (Laughter)  I’m still really strong on agreements but I was not ready to go.  I was not ready to go.  We all cried.  It was not something that we were ready to do.

 

Oh, my gosh, [those last days] were awful.  They were really awful.  We were running about getting a few pictures of things that I didn’t have.  Going to different friends and shaking hands or hugging and saying good-bye, and exchanging addresses.

 

 

English: The Ferris Wheel at Liseberg in Gothe...

English: The Ferris Wheel at Liseberg in Gothenburg, Sweden. Svenska: Pariserhjulet på Liseberg i Göteborg. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

There was a dinner and everybody came to the airport.  The aunts, the uncles, the papa, the mama, the boyfriends of the girls.  And we just — it was really amazing, ’cause I was hanging out the train window and I didn’t want to let them go, and they disappeared, and it was awful.  It was awful.

 

But I came home and immediately got a lecture about the way I was dressed.  I wasn’t a wearing a bra.  I decided they weren’t necessary there.  I had a couple mini-skirts that were pretty doggone short, and when we stopped at the restaurant to have dinner when they picked me up, my dad swatted my rear end and said go put some pants on.

 

They found more self-confidence, both of them said.  I asked my mother about it when we were out to dinner a while ago, and I told her I was going to be cooperating with you on this, and she said “we saw a lot more self-confidence, and your dad learned to appreciate you.  He missed you –  a lot.”   So that was nice.

100 Years of Machu Picchu

The REAL title of this post should read: “100 years of the uncovering of Machu Picchu by Hiram Bingham.”  I can’t say enough about this place – I have been there four times and it is truly my favorite place on Earth.

Nothing compares to the train ride from Cuzco to Aguas Calientes.  There was no beautiful experience than descending down the Hiram Bingham Highway to the Urumbamba River while local boys ran down the path and waved to the bus at every switchback shouting, “Goooooood Byyyyyeeeeee!” and “Sayyyyyyy–oooo–nara!“.  Sadly, that experience no longer exists with the upgrade to airconditioned buses (at least that’s what I experienced last visit in ’06).

NOTHING compares to staying the night at the hotel by the entrance gates and waking up early the next morning to watch the sunrise over the ruins in virtual solitude.

Truly magnificent.