Peruvian Chica goes back to Peru!

It’s been almost a month since my last post and I want to extend my apologies for that. The reason why I haven’t been able to post something new is because I was taking advantage of my mother’s last weeks in New York and I was also preparing for my trip to Peru.

On February 1st I arrived to Peru after 2 long years. Actually more than 2 years, to be exact it was 2 years and 3 months! Being away from my country -for so long- was definitely rough for me. For personal reasons I was unable to travel and at some point was really frustrating not being able to. I missed my homeland, my family, my friends, our music, culture and food.

Close to my departure I was feeling very anxious, I just wanted to fast forward time and to wake up in my dear Lima. I guess, because of my anxiety something had to occur to calm me down. My flight got delayed very last minute, actually with no further explanation, while I was check-in online I found that I was going to arrive a day later. It was an upsetting surprise at first, but then realized that if I waited for so long, one more day wasn’t going to make any difference.

I realized I was definitely overwhelmed , and I don’t want to sound too dramatic but I cried on the arms of my boyfriend while I was on my way to the airport. He asked me if I was sad, but I said no, I was so happy and excited to be able to step my feet on Peruvian ground that just the thought of it filled me up with so many emotions to the point it made me cry.

I knew I had to calm down, 8 hours on a plane is not joke, and it can be worse if you are high on adrenaline and excitement LOL. The plane was packed, however, to my good luck, nobody sat down next to me so I had three seats just for myself. I watched “The GodFather” and then slept all the way to Lima listening to Adele and Alicia Keys.

I definitely imagined my arrival so different. I expected to see my entire family there rooting for me with huge glittery slogans. But it was 5 am so I only expected my dear mother there. I was lucky enough that my bags arrived safe and sound and that I didn’t have to go to the hazard of them being screened and checked – just because it’s such a hassle to explain every little item you bring.

I saw my mom and with tear in her eyes she said “Welcome to your country again”. I had a knot in my throat but didn’t want to cry, there was no reason to feel nostalgic for, I had more than one reason to be extremely happy, I was finally back to my homeland!

This 13 days trip has made me grown in so many aspects, has brought to me a new perspective about my country, my culture, my loved ones and life in general. For this reason I decided to share this trip memories with all of you in parts. I will talk about this 2 week journey and the lessons I’ve learned while I was there.

Be ready for the first part tomorrow!

XOXO

Ps: I’m glad to be back 🙂

–Peruvian Chica in NYC