Friday, May 6, 2011
About three weeks ago, Julio and I went on a hike outside of Lima. It was a little over a 2 hour journey heading out of the city with a combination of combis, taxis, and a bus. Driving through the outskirts of Lima, I can't help but be amazed by what I see. It feels entirely impossible to leave this city. Even as the city road begins to wind through the foothills and up into the mountains, there are still people living in every liveable crevice. The land is very uninhabitable in many areas, as it is pretty much dessert like rock/sand hills with virtually no vegetation. People live all along the highway, right up to the highway, and on up the side of the mountain anywhere they can put a semi fixed structure to call their home. There is very little regulation as far as land ownership and property lines are concerned. You could go as far as to say it is unexistent in some regions. To be honest, it is a little hard to see. I realize many of these people have no where to go, probably have no jobs as there isn't much out on the outskirts of the city, but it still feels like something should be done. Where are all these people coming from? Even Julio commented that since the last time he had been out of the city this direction he did not recall there being this many people. It is like you can't find the country, no matter how far you keep going. This is a very disturbing thought and feeling for a girl who comes from southwest MN. It also opens my eyes wide to how fortunate I am to have grown up in the United States. I'm not trying to imply that it is a matter of being better or worse, but we definitely have priveleges and assistance in the U.S. that are not possible in a 3rd world country.