First of all, let me get some credit for the use of the word “labyrinthine” — too good, amirite?
This post will be a short one, but I thought giving some special attention to the convoluted, twisting motor avenues and pedestrian pathways of Cusco was in order. Before February, I’d never been to Peru, never been to South America — nowhere I’ve traveled to in Europe could compare to what I experienced in Peru. It’s probably/definitely just my American need for efficiency and structure kicking in, but from the moment we landed in the Lima airport, there was a sense of disorganization. Sometimes it was really frustrating and a little alarming. Other times, like while we wandered the streets of Cusco, it was exciting and liberating.
At home in Philly, the streets in the (older parts of the) city are laid out in numerical order in a grid-like fashion. In Colorado, the streets in some towns and cities are named in alphabetical order, which makes it really easy to determine when you’ll be approaching the street you’re looking for. In Cusco, aside from the major roads, the streets twisted like snakes, winding and narrow and long. Walking along the few-inch-wide “sidewalks”, we were never really quite sure of what we’d find when we turned the bend. Would it be clear? Would there be another group of people who we’d have to squeeze by my mumbling “excuse me’s” in broken Spanish? Would there be a car zipping through at lightning speed along the bumpily paved roads? Who could tell?! A surprise beyond every corner! What a rush!On a few occasions, we found ourselves a little lost finding our way back to the hotel. On those occasions, we used an obsolete, old-fashioned tool called a “map” to determine our location and meander our way to our destination. I felt like Lewis & Clark. So primitive.
Do these photos of Cusco’s streets remind you of any place you’ve ever been?
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