"I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day. And I believe in miracles."
~ Audrey Hepburn


Coochie Coochie Coo?!

While in Cusco, we thought it might be a good idea to 
do productive things (i.e. take a tour, see something historic). 
Despite the fact that we (okay, I) could never remember the name 
(kachacoco? kurichachii? coocooracha?), we were all dying
 to see the Qorikancha. The temple, which was dedicated to the 
Incan sun god, was the most important temple of the Incan empire. 
Although it was destroyed by Spanish conquistadores, scholars say 
that the walls and the floors of the temple were at one time made of pure
 gold and that the huge courtyard was filled with golden statues (all stolen
 by the conquistadores). Despite everything, the site was still absolutely 
beautiful. We ended up lingering around the courtyard for quite some time, 
and then went off to do some damage at a souvenir shop/fair/bazaar.


Upon our return back to the main plaza, we realized that we had 
come to visit Cusco at an exciting time -- Semana Santa, or Holy Week. 
The plazas were BURSTING with people, as though all of Cusco had 
come out to watch the annual Semana Santa parade. I was really
excited to watch the festivities play out, but they ended up being pretty 
anticlimactic.  Some people carried out a statue of (a very black?!?) Jesus,
people (who were tied to the pillars of a church) threw flowers at him,
and... that was all. I expected more jubilation. #spoiledbydisneyland

Seriously though... Cusco??  SUCH a interesting city.
We were sad to leave it the next day -- but not too sad!
I mean, we were going to see MACHU PICCHU!!!!! 


Teresia Benedicta said...

oh my goodness, in the picture with you and the guards, the guy on the far left. hahah so good.

what day was this festival? Holy Week isn't just a Peruvian thing, it's a Catholic thing. If it was Good Friday it wouldn't have been appropriate to be too jubilant, because it's the day people remember Jesus' death.


Marcella Alyssa said...

Teresia, nice to hear from you!! Hee hee