Sunday, May 31, 2009

Pay For Community Service Hours

AROUND THE CUSCO. TEMPLE, STRENGTHS AND PEOPLES. I



I woke with a start, the anxiety to know, to know, to take advantage of every moment every minute since the arrival to Cusco, to fill my eyes Color and the mind and heart with his story.
I left early, after a delicious breakfast that seemed excessive, but I ended to the last crumb of bread and RICURAS arranged in the table. The cobbled streets have not had the restless pace of tourists going and coming, but it allowed me to fully enjoy the fresh morning air and watch the solid buildings, stopping to admire the beautifully wrought balconies and clay pots with flowers placed in watching most of them.
A short distance across the street and watched on the side of a mountain (near the city) the legend "Viva el Peru" I figured that consists of rocks because it read clearly on the bright green vegetation, while to the observed across the beautiful facade a former Municipal Theatre .
So I came to the Joy Plaza, which according to popular belief, should not sit or engaged couples in marriages, because in that case the marriage does not materialize or couples dissolve. On one side, the Municipal Building tourism with a large gallery space dimensions lend his paintings a sample of Cuzco.
The narrow streets are curved to one side, narrow sidewalks and old fronts. But inside were cafes, tourist companies, boutiques and even a luxurious interior jewelry.
So come to the Plaza Principal "Aucay Pata" large in size, with a beautiful fountain and pigeons fluttering. Sideways
buildings with tile roofs and spacious colonial arcades where people journeyed comfortably, also there was the Cathedral of Cusco and the Church of San Francisco. I was surprised to know the rigidity of hours to visit, and even more to know that to enter San Francisco, which keeps things high cultural-historical value and should pay is an entry.
in Plaza to one side I was surprised to cross large marble placed on the same turf and I approached to see what it was, it was next to a plaque. I was touched to know that this was the place where he had killed Tupac Amaru, the members of his family (wife, sons and brothers) and several other team members who tried to rise against English rule. My feet were treading the same soil centuries before had marked some milestones in the p atriotismo of the natives of that country. I went through typical streets
visited some central avenue, but I decided to retrace my steps, it was interesting to know what was the financial district and the modern. Preferred to stay in each stone, wood carving, the filigree molding and artistic work of artisans from Cuzco.
very early the next day I sought from the Hostel on the minibus for the trip I expected. The guide was introduced in the history of pre-settlement stage. And we began to visit different places. We went to the Convent of Santo Domingo , whose structure was above the ancient Temple of Sun, one of the most important and richest of all Cusco. There I saw and heard the story of the destruction and deprivation from which they had been victims. The same convent was built with the stones torn from the temple. The size statues made of solid gold replicating the figures of people, animals and plants native to adorned the gardens, had been driven from their bases and fused to take them to Europe. (There are only few traces of hidden things that were achieved in the current Gold Museum) located across from the Temple of Sun, although a large plate of gold was found in the temple with pictures of their gods and the hierarchical structure them. (They were all related to nature)
saw with surprise the way of assembly of the stones, by bolts and rings made with other small stones, as the builders did not use mortar or other elements of this type to adhere the stones each other. In the central courtyard, was the battery which placed the chicha ceremonies.
He had managed to rescue some of rooms belonging to the shrine of the moon, yet surprised most artistic work in carpentry and painting done by the Indians in the stage of colonization, as chairs, doors, period paintings made with a master's amazing, never having known another technique that gave them their artistic sensibility.
Inside I was angry, more angry and more I saw the devastation and destruction that had been made on behalf of the conquest and evangelization of a people who had I believe a higher level of growth and development Europe on the same stage, because they had sewer systems, drainage, waste treatment and respect for nature. When that stage the "civilized" even did not know what a bath and used perfume to mask the odors emanating from their lack of hygiene. Who educates whom? Who were the barbarian hordes of savages? These questions and had answers for me after hearing just the first temple. Magui
Montero
NOTE: Photo 1 - Fountain Square Foot Aucay. Photo 2-Traditional Building. Photo 3-Recova. Photo 4 - Cross marking the place of immolation of Tupac Amaru in Pata Aucay Plaza. Photo 5 - Cathedral of Cusco. Photo 6 - Partial view of Joy Plaza. Photo 7 - A street in Cusco. Photo 8 - Drama. Photo 9 - Temple of Sun, pile where they stored the ceremonial chicha. Photo 10 - Temple of Sun, solid gold plate detail the structure of the gods .

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

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AN ILLUSION THAT IS REALITY. ARRIVAL TO CUSCO


Puno left behind. I received suggestions and contacts that would help make it less difficult to arrival in Cusco, he fears, thoughts and projects accumulated. Through a tour company got me the address of the hostel, the price and location suited me.
Now I face a totally different world that henceforth reaffirm or modify my "pre-concepts" and part of the story known through books and commentaries.
As I happened to an kilometers the landscape was transformed. The valleys and mountains were carpeted with a blinding green carpet. We stopped at the border where it ended Puno, a signpost, he welcomed the Department of Cusco.
groups of artisans selling fabrics, carpets and souvenirs. Children and women in traditional costumes were left photograph in exchange for some money (which I suggested something "ready for tourists" and not come the spontaneity of the moment.
stopped twenty minutes and continue the trip. Green, intense blue, white, yellow, ocher, purple and red twisted in a multi freak of nature made me understand why the colors of the Peruvian traditional clothing. It was just a reproduction of what the landscape gave them daily to the natives of this land.
The bus moved into in the heart of Cusco. In the roadside ruins and ancient buildings integrated into every place, clinging like a bush or river of old path, persisting in the struggle to show that the passage of the centuries still marking milestones of a great civilization.
The bus detuvo finalmente en la Plaza principal. Estaba en esa ciudad en que el tiempo parecía haberse detenido en contraposición con las modernas ropas de los que transitaban por la zona y los automóviles.
Bajé mi equipaje, pregunté como llegar al Hostal Imperial II que me indicaran y caminé lentamente mientras disfrutaba de las angostas calles adoquinadas, las construcciones de piedra con sus balcones finamente tallados, los diseños de hierro artísticamente forjado, hasta que llegué.
Una pesada puerta de doble hoja con herrajes que se encontraba entreabierta, me dio acceso al lugar donde me alojaría durante varios días.
La estructura del Hostal daba la certeza that dated from before 1800; readjusting its functions to be used to accommodate tourists. The massive stone walls were approximately fifty centimeters wide, with rooms set around a central courtyard on two floors, decorated with jars of clay and cacti. Top rails and carved wooden doors were painted green dry. The flagstones covered patio and small tables covered with brightly colored tablecloths gave an atmosphere p erfect. Tranquility.
A young man came hurrying to meet me, put me and informed that breakfast was included in the price and daily tour operators offering spend services or excursions.
As I said, came shortly after the local agency representative, after the usual haggling, I took the service for a trip from the next day and bought the entry (nominated and non-transferable) for the complete circuit including guided tours to the temples, fortresses and towns of tourist interest located in the area of \u200b\u200b Cusco.
That afternoon I went to the Cultural Center of Cusco, where in a theater filled to capacity with tourists, a voice spoke to us about the history, ethnic groups, regions of Peru, while performing an exhibition of folk dances of the country with different costumes typical, allowing me to have an overview of what was hearing.
was only the first day and Cusco I was trapped in his magic. Magui
Montero
NOTE: Photo 1 and 2: Limit Puno-Cusco, Photo 3 and 5: Landscape road to Cusco,
Photo 4: Ruins on the verge of road, Photo 5: Interior of the "Imperial Hostel II" Cusco
Photo 6: Sample traditional dances at the Cultural Center