Here is Sleeve's latest post and it says it all! continue below to hear what's new since this--
Well here we are back in Cusco. After I last wrote we were kept up all night by some crazy May Day celebration down in the Wanchaq district, away from the turistos. Wednesday morning we got up at 4:15 to catch the bus to Pisac as usual. We bought yummy fresh hot bread in Pisac and piled into the cambi with the profesoras. Nino made some last minute adjustments to our new bicycles. Wednesday evening we managed to squeeze in two more interviews. One of the houses had a little calf living under a bed, surely one of the cutest things I ever did see (yes there are pics but not yet).Thursday morning after a light breakfast we headed out on our bikes to Colquepata, allegedly a 40-minute bike ride. It took us two hours. The ride was gorgeous, we were way high up in those mountains and the scenic vistas were staggering. We fortuitously met the president on the way there, he was working on road repair. So Laurie got to discuss our concerns and set up a meeting for later in the evening. As we descended down into the town (population circa 1500) we noted with dismay that we were riding down a long, steep, rocky hill.
Once in the town, a young man (Ediberto, age 17) who had ridden with us most of the way went and found the director of the radio station. Laurie had her first on-air experience! “Hola Sipascanchas, soy Laurie!” She told the village to have their adobes, mud, and ceniza (ashes) ready for Sunday the 6th when the delivery of stove parts was scheduled. This was Adela’s idea and a good one. While she was in the station I had a moment of concern as I was surrounded by six men who were very curious about the bikes and eventually asked if they could exchange one of theirs for mine! Um, NO.
Once Laurie finished being a radio star we went down the block to the health center to meet Humberto (the doctor we previously met in Sipas). He was full of advice – the guys on the street were harmless, my giardia almost certainly came from the water in Sipas, not the food, etc. He had all the demographic info Laurie needed on his computer, unfortunately we didn’t have a blank CD so we will copy it later when he’s back in Cusco.
After a quick meal at a local restaurant Humberto took us to, we prepared for our return. We walked up most of the steep slope out of the town, and then found to our further dismay that it was basically uphill the entire way back. It took us three hours in the blazing afternoon sun. Laurie started to feel worse and worse. We were in sight of Sipas when Nino caught up to us, riding his bike home from the day teaching in Sonco (one of the small towns in between and the site of 21 more stoves to be put in). By that point Laurie had to stop and was vomiting, with a severe headache. I booked back to Sipas on my bike and met up with Nino who had taken a shortcut on Laurie’s bike (breaking both pedals in the process, cheap ass plastic bullshit). I gave him water to take back to Laurie, then he returned to where she was and led her down into the valley and back up on foot carrying his bike. She barely made it. I ran to meet them once I could see them on the trail with some coca tea for Laurie.
We put her to bed and rested for a couple of hours, but then she began to get worse – headache not responding to pain meds, vomiting, etc. I went to get Nino and Adela and looked up stuff in the “Where There Is No Doctor” book, for a few terrifying minutes I thought she had heatstroke but her temperature was too close to normal. It was probably heat exhaustion. Nino and Adela swung into action (Adela comes from a jungle family of healers) and mixed up a concoction of coca, urine (Adela’s) and rubbing alcohol which they rubbed on her legs. Then they wrapped her legs up in a towel, Laurie said it heated them up until well into the night. They also mixed up egg whites and put them in her hair, covering her head with another towel afterwards. At some point during this Cyprian (the president) showed up, but it was obvious we couldn’t meet with him. Adela and him went off to discuss our main bullet points, Nino stayed with Laurie and I.
We spent a miserable night in the clinic, Laurie’s cough got worse and worse. By the next morning she was a wreck and could barely walk up the road to meet the cambi back to Pisac. We took a taxi from Pisac (after having to lay down the law to the cabbies once again) and Adela took her straight to the clinic in Cusco. She was diagnosed with sinusitis and pharyngitis. They shot her up with antibiotics. Last night was another sleepless, cough-filled night, so harsh. About an hour ago we returned from our second visit to the clinic where she got another shot and (finally) a cough suppressant. Wish her a speedy recovery, folks!
In the midst of all this Pave called us to say that the soldaduras (welders) weren’t ready. They were still working on the small grates that hold the wood up above the base of the rocket entryway. Yesterday she came over and with her communication skills and Laurie’s cell phone, we managed to reschedule everything for NEXT Sunday – El Dia Las Madres! Seems appropriate. So now the plan is to meet Isidro in Cusco Saturday night, load up the truck, have him stay in town overnight, and go up in the morning, returning to Pisac after we offload 100 rockets, 100 chimneys, 100 grates, and 1000 chimney hats into the almost-abandoned church. From then on, our role is mostly supervisory, plus continuing the interviews. So we have a whole week to rest in Cusco and recuperate, I am going to work on my Spanish and Quechua.
OK, back to the apartment to start some chicken soup. I had planned a more general update, writing more about history and language and culture, but that will come later this week.
SO yeah, its now sunday and i am on the upswing and the unfortunately sleeve is now sick. now he needs the well wished too! it seems different than what i have. so i'm out getting meds, some more ingredients for soup and checking my email. he's home resting . yikes, these andeans are TOUGH. i apparently started out with the gripe (la gree-peh). lord knows if its because i push myself (thats what sleeve says...), or if it was the wind (thats what the villagers say...), or 6 hours of direct sun at nearly 4,000 meters (thats what adela says), or if its the climate in general (thats what pave says....) one day we'll look it up on wikipedia. just not today! just hoping sleeve has an easier time of it than i. and i'm not sure if he's into me peeing and mixing it with coca leaves and alcohol and salt and rubbing it all over him....whatever, it did seem to help but i will likely not offer him the treatment!!
so, that'll be it for now. we're off and recovering and will have time later in the week to provide more of an update. love to everyone!