Friday, April 08, 2011
Nothing like a month away from home to really bring to focus how wonderful and comfy your home really is! We left our home on March 9th, today is April 8th -- during this hectic month we have:
* Hurried to airports then waited for hours for our plane
* Seen some wonderful, fascinating sights
* Had High Altitude Sickness
* Got an infection in my stomach
* Saw the world's largest and oldest adobe city
* Hiked Machu Picchu (what a sight)
* Had diarrhea/vomiting
* Lost weight/gained weight -- no scale???
* Walked/hiked for miles and miles
* Had delightful meals and also some pretty bad ones
* Met interesting, friendly people
Yes, we created a lot of memories, and just because something didn't turn out as you had expected doesn't make it "bad" just different. Life would be dull if you always knew just exactly how things would go -- that's the adventure!
But it was finally time to come home. We got up at 3:00 a.m. so we could be transported to the airport at 3:30 to give us our required "3 hours" wait time before take-off. Then 7:00 a.m. came and went and we were not airbound -- no plane in sight. AA finally made an overdue announcement that the plane was delayed. Duh! We were now expected to board the plane at 9:15 with 10:15 as the targeted take-off time. Our names would be called so they could see if changes were necessary to our itinerary. Suddenly we found we no longer had access to a direct flight, we lost our First Class status -- and we were being routed to Phoenix via Dallas, TX. And of course our TOA switched from 7:00 p.m. to 11:00 p.m.
You can't fight City Hall, so we accepted our fate with a few grumbles and settled in for close to another 2 hour weight (and of course no breakfast yet either). 9:15 came and went, there was still no plane, but they brought a bus to our waiting spot. There were 6 people in wheel chairs and I wondered how they planned on getting them up the stairs to the airplane. Part of the exciting mystery and intrigue of this adventure!?
Finally, a bit after 11:00 a.m. they began to usher the waiting passengers onto the bus, the people in wheelchairs were expected to hobble the few steps into the bus, with support from employees and family. I couldn't see how they got them into the airplane. We were loaded and on our way, time was about 11:30. We were still in First Class for this portion of the trip which was to Miami. And....... BREAKFAST was served! About 2-1/2 hours later a light lunch was served. AA had done their duty! (at least in their eyes).
Departure time from Miami was scheduled for 6:30 p.m. and we knew with claiming our baggage and clearing customs there was no way that time would work for us. At 7:00 p.m. we were still waiting for our baggage! The customs man was very nice, and we made our way to "rebooking" where we were told there were no other available flights to a destination that would help us -- not that day! But. . . . if we wanted the one to Dallas at 5:30 a.m. there were 2 seats in coach available. Of course that meant getting up at 3:00 a.m. again, not an appealing idea at this point. I said I'd rather wait for the 5:00 p.m. direct flight to Phoenix -- again First Class was not available, but it was our best choice.
By this time we were both hungry again, numb from lack of sleep and feeling pretty darn irritated. We finally made it to our hotel, where the clerk at the front desk informed us that "they" didn't have a restaurant, but there was one within walking distance. We got the directions and started out. Oh, looks like it's closed! I glance at my watch and see it is 9:15 and of course they closed at 9:00. Murphy's Law, right?
It is small wonder that when we finally did arrive home the next night, called our Dog Sitter about picking up our dog, and finally drove over to get her -- that we were as thankful and relieved as she was excited! She'd been waiting for a month! Lots of excited doggy noises and running through the house to show her excitement. We asked her if she was ready to go home and she answered with lots of "doggy talk." I'm sure it was YES!
Home Sweet Home!
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
A month is a long time to be away from your pet -- probably seems like a long time to the pet who is left behind also.
I know from talking with my Pet Sitter how the days usually progress -- first there will be the lack of interest in her food, and each evening she will lay facing the front door, as though she is waiting for me to come to pick her up. But this is the longest I have ever been gone at one time. Although I am in Peru, I look at dogs I see being walked, or laying by buildings, but it is Amber I am seeing in my mind. Wondering how she is doing and if she realizes I will be coming back for her; I haven't abandoned her.
One of the last notes I received from my Sitter was that Amber was laying on her back with her feet stuck straight up in the air. Now I know she is at peace and happy, because that is one of her little habits when she is very happy. Kind of her way of relaxing.
Wednesday will be our travel home day, and I told Jeanne she could tell Amber that "Mommy will be coming soon." She knows all those words. I have been told she looks out the front door watching people go by and she gets very excited if she sees a lady with brown hair coming down the sidewalk.
A month is a long, long time..................
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
I just found out first hand how important it is to stay hydrated -- especially if you happen to be in an area where the elevation is higher than you are accustomed to. As I travelled in Peru a little over one week ago, I didn't realize I had picked up some type of bug and the infection was already busy in my stomach -- the end result was that it caused a loss of apetite. But along with the loss of apetite I developed an apathy that made me disinterested in drinking water, eating, most activities and anything else you can think of.
It wasn't until I had to go to the Mini-Hospital that I realized how bad it was! Water is sooooo important. I now make sure I carry a bottle of it around with me at all times. It may seem a bit inconvenient at times, but that inconvenience is nothing compared to the problems you run into when you become dehydrated.
Take it from one who knows! drink, Drink, DRINK! Your body will love you for it.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
You can google High Altitude Sickness, or perhaps find it even on Spark, but basically among the list of symptoms are: vomiting, diarrhea, swelling, dizzyness, loss of appetite, nose bleeds, disoriented, and can't think of the others right now, so perhaps Senior Moments are included in the list. I had several of those symptoms.
My problems with the Peruvian food actually started very early on the morning of March 17, so just 1 week after being in Peru. Went to bed OK, woke up at 4:00 very much NOT OK. Got very well acquainted with the bathroom and felt completely drained of energy by morning.
There were a couple of good days mixed in, for example Machu Picchu I felt good except for the wore legs, and the altitude is not really high there, perhaps under 8,000 ft. After that we left for Cusco for 5 days; much higher with a elevation of 12,000 feet. That's when the High Altitude Sickness grabbed me. I already had an infection working around in my stomach but did not know it. We asked for oxygen in the room and it helps a little, but I still felt very tired and the diarrhea stayed with me in spite of the many pills I was taking.
We then left for Puno at around 14,000 feet, and after arriving at night I asked my husband to take me to the doctor on Sunday morning. By this time my left hand was swollen to twice it's normal size as well as the right side of my face, starting with my lips and continuing over to cover my right cheek and jaw. If that's how my lips would look with Botox, think I'll save my money! lol
Doctor prescribed drugs for the infection, hooked me up to saline with additives for my bad dehydration and about 4 hours later, I walked out of the clinic feeling much better. Have a very restrictive diet for the next 5 days, but do it or die, right?
What a way to lose weight -- and of course I don't even know if I am losing! But I SHOULD BE!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
My husband has resized a few photo's so I can make a little blog, so this blog will kind of skip around parts of Peru that we have seen -- with a few comments to explain where the photo was taken.
The first one is of me holding a little Peruvian girl in native dress. Most of the women and kids dress this way at the markets where they are selling their wares. Tourists like to take photo's and the lady can earn 1 or 2 sola (about 35 to 70 cents US) I don't remember which town this was in, but they are all very typical.
We went to Paracus next and while waiting for the boat to take us on a tour of Ballastas Island, my husband noticed this man with his 3 pet pelicans. The same man was in this location in 2006 when my husband was last here. He makes his living this way as the tourists flock around him -- so unusual to see pelicans as pets, they follow him as a dog would.
After the boat tour we were taken to the Paracus National Reserve. It's quite awesome in the magnitude and beauty of everything.
A trip to Peru would not be complete without seeing the fabled Nazca Lines. We were flown in a little Cessna that seated 12 passengers. In this particular shot you will observe the line known as "The Hand." These lines are up to 1000 feet long and are thought to be about 2000 years old.
Our workouts at the gym paid off as we traveled to an area known as Cahuachi. The area covered some 0.6 miles, considered big, and contained 40 separate pyramids. It was quite windy and the area had deep sand -- my legs really felt the effort of it the next day.
After we left that site, we saw the cemetary which is always located next to the river. There were many square to rectangular deep holes and at the bottom you would see the mummy of perhaps 2 to 5 people still wrapped in the robes they were buried in. The holes would be excavated as a new person needed to be added. Grave robbers had been through this area and took most of the precious stones and even the textiles the bodies were wrapped in,.
As we had a few minutes to spare as we were driving around Ica, our guide took us to an area known to the locals as an "Oasis." Indeed, I could see how it earned it's name as there was a beautiful lake surrounded by many trees, flowers and shrubs. Of course it is now maintained by the government.
Last, but certainly not least, is the area Peru is most well known for = Machu Picchu! My legs were still very, very sore from the walks in the sand, so it was doubly hard to walk up and down the stone steps, but worth every agonizing moment. It is a view like no other, and it is well worth the expense of vacationing in Peru. Do try this before you are 70 years old, unless you are in exceptional shape!
Hope you all enjoyed this, brief as it was. We have hundreds more that we will make available when we return home.
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