Breaking the Cycle of Poverty with Love & Education

I knew my trip to India would not be a vacation by any means, but nothing could have truly prepared me for the sights, smells, intense heat and humidity and most of all the extreme differences in culture from what I have grown up with.
I have traveled all over the world and experienced the poverty in which much of our world lives in and it is never easy to stomach, especially when you realize the cycle in which it continues. However, for me, the most unsettling part of this whole trip has been the serious social issues and lack of equality amongst the people, both because of the caste system and the serious sexism.

Being raised by a liberal, single father I grew up being told I could do anything and that not only was I equal to every man, but every human is equal and deserves the same rights. It has been drilled in to me from the minute I was born and so it is still so appalling to me to see the way other cultures view and treat other humans. In a few occasions I have lost my cool and have been fed up with the constant sneers, awkward and intimidating stares and most recent invasion of privacy by one of the male staff at our “safe & secure” ashram where we are staying. I realize these things are harmless and comparatively speaking, laughable, considering not too far from this part of the world women are still being stoned to death for “disobeying” their husbands. I have to remind myself that Ghandi, this nations peaceful leader in freedom and human rights did not achieve his dreams through rage and outburst but by compassion, tolerance, resiliance and perseverance. My passion must not be misguided but focused on the solutions that will bring a balance to this world.

As I sat in the tiny one room medical clinic/elementary school in the slums of Barota, India, I watched as Dr. Mistry wrapped a little girls arm in an ace bandage while he questioned her father as to why the 9 year old had never been to school. He was mostly blind and the mother worked full time to support the four children so the little girl had to work cutting vegetables in a local restaurant. I thought about what this little girl’s life would be like. It was almost too easy to predict and the doctor later confirmed it was all too common that these girls worked from the youngest age until the time they were married off around 14 or 15 to then continue the cycle.

Later in the day more little girls showed up to the doctor’s office, peeking their faces through the door way, shyly spying on me, curious to this strange looking visitor but too shy to enter or speak. The doctor told me that the girls attended the classes that he and his wife ran at the clinic every morning and they were avid learners. The girls are the most passionate about learning, he told me. The young females seeking education are the moving force to building up the country to be strong and healthy he said.

This is why he has left his private practice of 21 years in New Jersey, to return to the slums of his home town of Barota in Gujarat, with his wife, educating the children and providing affordable and available healthcare.

It was such an inspiration to meet someone who walked away from their comfortable lives in the US to return to where the help was needed, where it will make the biggest impact and where it is much appreciated.
The next time I returned to the clinic/school I brought a group of college students, members of Dr. Interns summer medical internship program who I have come to India to help support through marketing and program expansion.

The students were as excited as I were to hear Dr. Mistry’s story and I was most excited to see the little girls who had gathered the courage to come sit by me and even posed for pictures for me and with me. They mimicked my English and were obviously hungry to learn anything I had to teach them. I was excited to meet these girls who’s situation seemed grim but who’s futures looked bright.

The next time I returned with an even larger number of excited students and arms full of school supplies including all my favorite things: crayons, colored pencils, markers, coloring books, chalk, UNO cards, notebooks, pencils and erasers. We were happy to contribute to the Mistry’s school/clinic and I was excited to speak more about expanding our program to assist with their work. This is what I came to India to do. This is what I am on this planet to do.
The little girls ran from their houses to greet me in the street with cheerful “Hi’s” and hugs with huge smiles on their faces.

As we sat around Dr. Mistry’s office/clinic/school the room quickly filled with small children who were all excited to see strange new faces in their neighborhood. The energy in the room was amazing and even though the little children had trouble keeping quiet while the doctor explained his story ( now for the third time for me, yet still as genuine and full of passion) it was sweet to see how much it meant to them that we had come and with supplies for their school.

I wanted to hug each one of them and tell them I was so proud of them for getting an education and to stay with it. I wanted to let each one know that they were special and worthy of having a better life, one of opportunity and freedom but with the little Gujarati I knew I was stuck with formalities but the love and compassion was felt between both the children and us.

We poured our love on to them with smiles and photos and laughter and found a renewed purpose in our work here in India, something that is easy to lose sight of when faced with the giant hurdles of social issues. However, like when we spent the day delivering reusable waterbottles to the children enrolled in school in the rural village of Ratunpura we realized with every act of love and support, regardless of how small, making a difference in the life of a child is the greatest action a person can take in life.


Settling in to India

Our first few days in India were a whirlwind. The 15 interns trickled in at scattered times and in between each airport pickup we enjoyed the sights  of some suburban areas of Mumbai. The majority of us were able to walk through a local market and had lunch at a local restaurant where we got to know each other. We had such a great time laughing and enjoying our last meat meal for the next month that the surrounding tables were all staring and shushing us because our laughter was over taking the restaurant. It is no doubt we are a lively bunch and definitely stick out from this tame culture.

After the entire group had finally assembled, we left the airport on our chartered bus around 3 am and drove through the early hours of Friday until we reached the Muni Seva Ashram after what felt like we had crossed the continent. It was one of the longest, hottest and most exhausting bus rides of my life and I am proud to say I have made many 3rd world bus rides.  We were pleased to have arrived but due to jet lag, lack of sleep and relief, we were most happy about our very comfortable beds and air conditioned rooms of Atithi Mandir, the dorms where we are staying at the ashram.
I slept almost 12 hours to catch up from the days of sleepless travel and awoke the next day feeling like a new person.

Sunday, like most places, is a day of rest so the Ashram was very quiet and almost abandoned of people. We ate a small breakfast and had a tour of the entire the hospital and the different wards.

It was impressive the amount of advanced technology and equipment this hospital has in such a rural area. This hospital has the first mammography unit in Gujarat and is the leading cancer treatment facility in the whole state.

Pictured here is the CT scan that is a rare piece of equipment in Gujarat.

We visited the senior living community, Vanprasth Mandir, where many seniors, men and women, are cared for who cannot be cared for by their families.

We also visited the Bhagini Mandir center for mentally disabled women who also could not be cared for by their families or needed further treatment for a variety of reasons. At the facility they receive care but also have regular chores like cooking and cleaning based on their abilities and do crafts and create decorations for the community so to keep them involved. They all seemed in such high spirits and were pleased by our visit. One girl even sang us a song.

We toured the Gaushala, where the they house cows used for breeding and dairy farming. The ashram depends on the dairy, green house farming, and agriculture products to feed the hospital and ashram and also educate through programs for sustainability.

The cowshed project also fuels the bio mass gasification project that is saving 100% fossil fuel and powering much of the ashram. The Ashram runs a majority of their electricity from the extensive solar panel project all over the campus as well. Even the outside lights are equipped with panels. There are many solar cooking systems used also and a solar powered crematorium.

The Muni Seva Ashram is quite impressive in its programs and technology and is the result of the hard work and dedication of one woman, Anuben Thakkar who began the ashram in the 70s as a place to take care of children in need. Today it now serves as not only a hospital but has an orphanage, kindergarden, primary through higher secondary school, and now even has a nursing school. The work of one woman has grown into a community of people helping the sick, poor and uncared for and is a testament to the compassion and possibilities of humans caring for each other.

We are honored to spend out summer assisting in this incredible place. The adventure has just begun! Stay tuned.


Since my return I made this video for Dr.Interns. Enjoy!

Travel with a Purpose – A summer in India for Dr. Interns

Travel is one of the most rewarding experiences a person has in their life. Whether it is a family vacation, a semester abroad or a backpacking trip with friends, these experiences not only stay with us our whole lives, but shape who we are and how we see the world.

In today’s age we are lucky enough to have easy and affordable means of travel to just about anywhere in the world and with technology and the internet we can book these arrangements from anywhere with a press of a button. It is no doubt remarkable and in a lot of ways makes our planet a much smaller place. Where we could once only read about or see on a screen we can now visit ourselves, embarking on great journeys and having exciting adventures of our own.

It is a wonderful thing to see so many people of our time going out in to the world to see, touch, taste and experience first hand the wonders of different cultures and while it is breaking down barriers that once made us feel so different from one another, it is also an  opportunity for us to become better global citizens.

Our neighbors are not just the people on our street or in our city, they are in the bordering country or opposite continent where most of our products are produced and services provided. We depend on each other so much more than we realize, not just for business, but for assistance. There are so many organizations out there doing great things to assist our global neighbors in need and yet there is still a great need for more help.

Instead of just visiting these amazing places, taking cool photos in front of a monument or pristine nature scene, I have sought out to be an active assistant to the communities I visit. Even if it means collecting garbage from a popular hiking trail or beach, I want to be a positive impact, not just another tourist stopping by for a photo op. In each trip I take I look for a different cause I am passionate about and an organization I would be a good fit to volunteer with.

Dr. Interns is one of those organizations. With a mission of bringing sustainable healthcare solutions to very capable, developing parts of the world they are connecting college students interested in the medical field as well as travel to experiences in the world outside their own neighborhood. Dr. Interns is creating a new kind of world traveler; a traveler who is making a difference.

I am excited to begin my first experience of India, where I will be assisting with the marketing campaign for Dr. Interns at their first international program at the Kailash Cancer Hospital in Gujarat, India. I am joined by Ketan Patel, the passionate and intelligent organization director, and 15 incredible college students dedicating their summer to assisting at the hospital as well. We will be recording our story with the goal of inspiring many more to travel and to be active global citizens. Changing the world is easier than it looks. Don’t believe me? Try it.

-Lindsay M Hawley

Dr. Interns Marketing Director


My First SXSW Interactive

You might have heard about South By Southwest.

No, it is not a Southwest Airlines Conference. It is a week long event in the beautiful city of Austin, Texas, where their nightlife regularly thrives, music scene is world known and the people are much hipper than the rest of Texas. Many have compared it to my beloved San Diego and I can see why! explains it simply: “where the future of media is defined. This unique event connects leaders in the Music, Film and Interactive industries with the companies and agencies needed to succeed.”

SXSW Interactive, which just ended, is focused on emerging technology, a focus which has earned the festival a reputation as a breeding ground for new ideas and creative technologies. The past few days I have felt as if I was in the center of the future, surrounded by brilliant minds and passionate hearts, all creating change, progress and exciting things for our World!  My mind has been swirling with excitement for all these ideas and incredible inventions/solutions people are creating. I have found myself in some of the most intelligent, genuine and meaningful conversations of my lifetime, often with people I just met. People are interested in what you think, have to offer and have so much to offer back.

I also must include, I enjoy the look on people’s faces after I respond to their inquiry about “what I do”  or “what brings me to SXSW.”  I love breaking down stereo types that people have about someone who looks “ditsy” and seeing the way they completely change their tone or the topic of the conversation when they realize I have unique thoughts and a passion for learning and helping others. It has happened multiple times a day and instead of being annoyed for people being “blonde prejudice”, I’m happy to be changing so many people’s opinions! Moral of the story, don’t judge a brain by it’s cleavage.

Thanks to some generous friends passing on their credential badges to me, I have been able to participate in some awesome panels and lectures including “Blogging for a Cause” and “Philanthropy for Everyone” where 4 experts sat on a panel and gave talks on different tips and answered questions.

My favorite was a lecture by Seth Priebatsch, CEO of SCVNGR and the new company LevelUp which takes the daily deals model and incorporates “gaming” elements and incentives that will keep consumers coming back for more, not just “hittin and quittin” when they use their deal. It was my favorite because it was most informative to the way the market is moving in that area with mobile payments (using your phone instead of cards) and several LMH Promotions clients (, are using similar tactics for hospitality.

Attending these workshops with me were Nadav Wilf, of DiscoverSD, an awesome friend of mine who appeared in previous blog What Would Love Do? and fellow Love enthusiast and all around passionate and positive person, Daniel Band . You will be hearing a lot of great things coming from both these inspiring people!

Tomorrow is the final day of the tradeshow, which I am excited to attend and learn more and network with all of these growing technology / social companies and solutions.

As I can hear from my room on the 37th floor, SXSW Music has started, and  with more than 2,000 performers playing in more than 90 venues, SXSW Music is one of the biggest Music Festivals in the US.  I have been keeping an ear to the street, literally and virtually for the best shows in town and have been RSVPing to as many cool shows, among them being DJ’s GirlTalk, DuckSauce and Skrillex, bands The Shins, Neon Trees, Dale Earnhardt Jr. Jr., We Are Serenades and soooo many more I hope to get to see.

I have been advised to go with the flow, which is what I do anyways and trust the Party Gods will put the right adventure in front of me. Be sure to keep an eye out for my blog on the parties and “fun” stuff I have been experiencing here in Austin. Which believe me, there is TOO much fun to be had in this amazing town during this exciting time. Too much to even fit in this post. Until then, nerding out and loving it!

What Would Love Do?

How can a simple sweet question have so much pressure behind it? I have always loved Valentines day, or any holiday or any day really that was different and fun. Who doesn’t like wearing green and drinking green beer on St. Patricks, regardless of if you are Irish or even know why we celebrate it so enthusiastically here in America? Just like “Spirit Days”  in high school, these unofficial, cultural holidays should be fun and just another reason to celebrate life. So why is there so much negativity these days around Valentines Day?

I remember when every kid in class got a Valentine, there were heart shaped cookies and candies involved and maybe you spent an whopping 15 minutes on a handmade card for that special someone you hoped noticed your extra effort. Now, if you don’t have a romantic evening of roses, champagne, fancy dinner reservations and some jewelry in the mix somewhere you are supposed to feel bitter or unloved.


I can understand someone who is legitimately heartbroken over a lost love or recent romantic disappointment but why so much Anti Valentines energy going around?

People should realize that the pressure comes from those evil marketing campaigns meant to make you feel like if you aren’t buying or being bought what they are selling, you aren’t in the club this year.

I would like to take a stand and remind people that LOVE is not just meant for romance or for one person. Love begins with yourself and once you realize that, you will not need flowers or a box of chocolates to feel validated, you can fully enjoy roses or a box of chocolates courtesy of the person who loves you most, YOU.

In addition to being our own Valentine, look around at ALL the potential Valentines you have all around you. The past few years I have enjoyed dressing in ridiculous pink outfits and passing out heart suckers to anyone I came in contact with through out the day, clients, people at the gas station, post office, friends and neighbors. I have found I felt happier and more full of love than if I was spending the day with only one special person.

This past year I wanted to extend the bottomless love I have been experiencing lately with some of my neighbors who really need love. I coordinated with another inspiring community leader, Nadav Wilf,  President of Discover SD and a dear true friend to me and our friend Francine to become “Project Cupid.” We went through Downtown San Diego passing out Valentines candy, Starbucks coffee, water bottles, cupcakes and lunch bags with an assortment of supplies like hand sanitizer, chapstick, gloves and tooth brushes.

We heard incredible stories of struggle, illness, families coming together or falling apart but most of all, gratitude. Everyone was polite, gracious, honest and in generally good spirits. If the group split up and I offered someone something they would say “No thank you, your friend already came by.”  I was shocked. In all the hours I have spent passing free stuff out for promotions I have never experienced as much unselfish, grateful and polite behavior as I did this Valentines day. As Nadav’s account described:

” I was really taken aback by how polite, thankful, but most of all how present they were. Each person had a story and genuine caring for one another and I felt really connected to them. It reinforced the notion that we are all one. We all want the same things out of life and in one way or another, we are all at times lost in our path to attaining love and happiness.”

As I sat on the train, writing this and reflecting on Love, a young man sat next to me and began reading over my shoulder. He asked what I was doing and I told him about my blog. He then pulled it up on his iphone and began asking me all about my travels and questions unrelated to my blog as well. At first I was giving short answers and trying to continue my flow of writing but he continued to interrupt me and I refrained from feeling annoyed but still didn’t want to lose my concentration. He then asked if the words inscribed on the inside of my forearm were a tattoo. I stopped and looked at my arm, the fresh ink I just got yesterday and the raised words “What Would Love Do?”

Here I am writing a blog about giving kindness and love to anyone and everyone and I was missing this opportunity to connect with the person next to me. We spent the next 15 minutes discussing his goals in life and how we both love our Grandmas and want to be there for them as much as possible. He got off at Fullerton to go visit his Grandma and help around the house and I was almost sad to see him go. I am confident in my decision to put those words permanently on the most visible part of my body to me. I always said I would never go above my ankles and joked I would probably end up with “socks” instead of “sleeves” but this has already made a positive impact on my life and will forever remind me to Be Love. Besides being one of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard, it is in Jason Mraz’s handwriting from the love note he wrote me at Sundance. Now that’s what I call Love.

(Jason and Toca sing a capella at the show I saw at Spreckles in San Diego in November)

Happy Valentines day. Love to you.

First, Be Love. Its easy.

A Charming 3rd Sundance

As anticipated, Sundance was a complete success. While working as a hostess at the private events at the Grey Goose Lounge I met some fascinating people and more familiar faces than I can recall. Besides having Quincy Jones commenting on my “nice stems” and SNL’s Chris Kattan creeping on me, I was pleased to meet Elijah Wood and told him my life is incomplete until Wilfred season 2, thanked Richard Gere for an inspiring contribution to my newest favorite book, Me to We and served drinks to the handsome faces of James Marsden, Joshua Jackson and Aziz Ansari (the hilarious Indian guy from Parks & Recreation.)

It was an exciting 5 days to say the least, however, my shining moment was meeting Jason Mraz, my idol (some might say obsession) for the past decade. I was fortunate enough to befriend the director of the Bing Lounge which has been my favorite event every year, known for hosting great music shows of all kinds. When I heard (on twitter) Jason was performing at Bing the next day after the In Search of Incredible award presentation I was thrilled, as I had been following the Search of Incredible since the beginning. This campaign, sponsored by Intel and Asus, high lighted inspirational stories around the World and was hosted by Jason Mraz, who is incredible himself, not only talented but with his involvement in many social, eco and global issues.

The presentation of the videos and winner of the Search of Incredible moved me to tears (which is very rare unless Jason Mraz’s amazing musical talents are involved) and was truly incredible! The venue was so intimate, I felt like we were all a bunch of friends experiencing something very special. During the break between the presentation and Jason’s performance I met the winner, Dan Hedlund and his wife who stood by him through years of chemotherapy and his battle with cancer. It was a true account of love and support and absolute commitment. Truly Incredible. It was just as much an honor to meet them and thank them for being inspiring to me to look past minor challenges in my loving relationships.

Dan, his wife and another “superfan”, Dayne and I took up the front row and enjoyed the hour long set performed by Jason and Toca Rivera, his percussionist/ vocal partner for the past 10 years. These two men, with just their instruments, made some of the best live music I have ever heard (and I have seen a LOT in my 23 years, thanks to my rock n roll ranger father.) The show was also streamed live through Bing, Facebook and Jason Mraz site and yours truly’s front and center dance moves graced the computer screens of millions  of viewers worldwide. You are Welcome, for making that show that much more entertaining! I watched it later and my little blue beret never stopped bouncing!

Jason ending the show with his hit “I’m Yours”  and Yours Truly dancing and singing her booty off in the front row!

After the show, my friend, the director of the event, secretly ushered me (and my new friend Dayne) backstage where we met Jason and Toca! Dayne got his Ukulele signed and I got to finally have my chat with Jason I have always dreamed of (and on several occasions came close to) having. I thanked him for making music with a message, told him “Remedy” got me through high school and his whole last album has been on repeat in my life since 2008. We discussed the Inca Trail (as we have both completed it) and the magic of Machu Picchu. (Our Feliz Navidad video at Machu Picchu was inspired by a less cute video Jason made with his friend there) We joked about surfing back home in San Diego versus Costa Rica and also explained how his blog and general attitude about life has motivated me to be more involved in spreading peace & love at every opportunity. He even wrote me a little “love note” on the set list I snagged off stage, including the message I have adapted as my personal motto “What Would Love Do?” It was a moment I had thought about for years and finally manifested the perfect opportunity. Such an a-Mraz-ing moment it was!

By Saturday night I had already achieved a huge goal but when I noticed Tony Hsieh, CEO of Zappos and the author of my favorite business book, Delivering Happiness, sitting at a table at our event, I knew the Universe was not done giving me amazing opportunities. I had remembered Tony’s favorite drink from when he was the speaker at the 2010 Classy Awards in San Diego and I had been appointed his unofficial cocktail waitress. I caught Tony’s attention, asked him if he wanted a double Grey Goose and soda with a lime and he was surprised I knew his drink and called me over. I explained how I knew him and how his book inspired me to focus LMH Promotions in a direction I was passionate about and for purpose and how the profit came much easier since. His book changed my life and in thanking him I got to explain more of my vision and he was so impressed he made me pinky promise him I would email him and set up a meeting in Las Vegas where the Zappos headquarters is located. I told him to consider it done.

The rest of Sundance was a whirlwind of working crazy events, free swag, the usual amazing parties that went into the early morning hours with famous actors and their agents, producers, musicians and all around awesome people but that’s a bonus to the meaningful moments that have changed my life forever.

Christmas in Cusco then Costa Rica…

As fun and exciting traveling the world is there are moments when you realize how delicate each moment, each plan has to be. Kiersten and I are both experienced travelers and would consider ourselves incredibly resourceful, aware of our surroundings and prepared. Days like today make us feel like no matter what you do there will always be curveballs. As we sit in the Lima airport, stranded because we don’t have the proper proof of yellow fever vaccinations we both feel defeated and that “of course” attitude since we have been so excited to get to Costa Rica finally.

Peru has been such a learning experience, learning of the ancient culture, the history and also a lot about people in general; both who we want to surround ourselves with in life and who we want to be. I can’t say much about the current culture of Peru because I have made it a point to have a positive outlook and mindset about life, especially when it gets difficult but it seems that the more you try to assist and show generosity, the more people expect and Kiersten and I are both exhausted feeling like we have been taken advantage of far beyond our means.

Our mission has been completed. We finished the 4 day Inca trail to Machu Picchu and spent yesterday, Christmas day at the Hogar with the girls who we spent so much time, money and effort to fundraise for. Getting there was a complete nightmare. Our host and one of the directors of Peruvian Hearts was aware we planned to visit the Hogar onChristmas day for weeks, yet when it came time for us to leave we ended up standing in the freezing rain for almost an hour, changed taxis 3 or 4 times and still paid for both our taxi and hers and the teens accompanying her. We would have easily paid for a van to comfortably take us all and it would have cost the same had there been any planning by our “guides.” Instead, much of our day was spent freezing, wet, standing on the street hailing cabs or ANY car passing by and now we both have sore throats and very possibly colds.

The time we spent at the Hogar was worth any cold or cost since our simple gifts of hot chocolate, panetone (traditional sweet Christmas cake) and the packs with goodies from GUESS were more than those girls had expected for Christmas. They referred to us as their “Papa Noel” (Santa Claus) and knowing that we literally provided them with a Christmas was more meaningful than anything imaginable. We were constantly getting hugs and pictures painted for us and their gratitude was immeasurable. They had never had an art project like the one we brought and although we simply provided 5 colors of fabric paint and a variety of brushes the girl’s creativity was so impressive. It was the greatest Christmas gift to me to see my idea and hard work pay off as they went nuts over the different colors and ideas they put onto the fanny pack or paper.

“Kristina and Linda’s Spa” Giving the girls mini manicures of Nivea hand cream to treat their chapped and cracked hands and Sally Hansens Hard as Nails to help strengthen and grow their nails.


A friend we made at the hostel, Garreth, who happened to live on the same street as me back in San Diego is living in South America now, working through his travel blog and volunteering with an organization to build libraries down here. He also came with us to the Hogar and was an awesome addition. He was playful with all the girls and very funny. He and Kiersten even had a very spectacular dance showcase for the girls while we learned to salsa to Columbian music and played musical chairs. We certainly had a great time and will remain in my mind a success.

Now all we need is a successful rest of our South American tour. Thanks to a couple random California girls we met at the Taca ticket line who let us take photos of their vaccine records and Kiersten’s photoshop skills we have two “Yellow Fever Vaccination Cards.” We might actually finally leave this country and continue on to Costa Rica for the “fun” part of our journey. We are both more than ready!! Luckily we are the two smartest, fearless, travel savvy females we know so I am not too worried, just frustrated that no one, including the airline or travel service that booked our tickets from here to Costa Rica mentioned a specific card we needed. It’s all part of the learning experience. Lets just hope it doesn’t cost too much to change our flights and we can get on standby tomorrow morning or our next fundraiser may be to get us home!

Its Beginning to Feel a lot like Navidad!

All we want for Christmas is wi fi and a hot shower and we found the coolest hostel either of us have ever been to! A Cusconian, hippie, travel party compound with different dorm wings and awesome paintings everywhere, a bar inside, a courtyard with beanbags and table tennis, a kitchen with people from around the world cooking and eating. It looks like a South American party dorm! The study room I am in now has the constellations in actual little lights on the ceiling and above me  is Orion, the archer, my favorite constellation.I feel at home on this big green bean bag chair blogging away next to Kiersten.
Although we love staying with Daniel and his family,  it is nice to be close to the main plaza with hot water and internet.
Its only about 4 soles (1.50 US) to get a cab back to Daniels up on the hill so we will make it back tomorrow to help Rosa prepare the Christmas meal. Kiersten even said she would break her pescetarian ways to dine on traditional guinea pig for Christmas!

I am excited to be back in Cusco for Christmas and glad we are through with the commute we did the last 3 days.
We spent 20 hours over the past 3 days in different cramped tin cans of death on windy unpaved roads with waterfalls and landslides blocking roads we had to drive through. We took video of us driving through a foot of water that was running down the side of the mountain and it literally just running down off the cliff we drove along with no barrier or anything to stop the car from going over. We drove through at least 15 of these road hazards. All without any seatbelts. (Sorry if I am scaring you Grandma, but obviously the angels are looking out for us so thanks for the extra prayers)

Our first night was spent in Quillabamba where Daniel our guide is from. We saw the land where he grew up and spent several years running the coffee and mango farm, raisig his 3 younger siblings while his parents were in jail for being revolutionary union organizers, fighting for the rights of the local people. Such an inspiring story and an honor to know such a wise person.

Its a really small town with a really colorful, fun and friendly vibe. It reminded me of the same coziness of Siem Reap in Cambodia. Kiersten and I agreed it felt familiar.

While visiting a dining hall where Daniel’s friend throws events for her restaurant, we were invited  to come back to the party later that night, which we learned was a Prom!!
So we did what any 23 year old American girls in Peru do when invited to a Prom: We rented dresses from the shop across the street from our hostel and showed those teens some of the best moves of the west.
It was an awesome night. Footage to come soon!
The second day we spent another 5 hours in a sketchy cramped car only this time we had to get out at one point and cross over a makshift bridge about 50 yards long and 100 feet above a rocky muddy river. The bridge was simply two 2x4s laid across steel beams unsecured so balance was key. I dropped my poncho halfway across and two of the workers scrambled down into the ravine to retrieve it for me and fought over who got to return it. Such chivalry!
Although it was the Summer Solstice it was rainy so I was happy to have my poncho still.  We missed  some amazing solstice festivals and parades in Cusco but being in the jungle made up for it…We went to one of the sites of the last Incan refuge where the last of the Incas were tracked down and killed by the conquistadors who also destroyed all evidence of how the Incas lived. A shame. Kiersten and I wondered what our world would be like had we learned  more from them.
The sun did come out for a few hours while we did the tour and while we gave our offerings of coca leaves in the Incan fashion for the Intitayta (sun god and most important God to the Incas)
Daniel our guide played his flute for us as the sun went down on the longest day of the year here and Kiersten tried to bring back her high school first chair flute skills. Apparently an Incan flute is much different but I applaud her effort.

Overall the near death car rides were worth the spiritual experience we got at the last known Incan sites where not a single other person was around. We definitely felt the spirits.  Speaking of spirit, I am actually feeling the Christmas spirit back here in Cusco. There are street performers in the Plaza de Amras and all the lights and decorations are really pretty along the old colonial brick roads and cathedrals.

It feels like a real Christmas and I feel like actually getting in the spirit which is rare. It feels more genuine down here, like people appreciate their family and the meaning of Christmas so much more. It is more important to share a panetone (big spice cake that comes in a box with a handle) than presents.

Kiersten and I have been blogging machines for hours now and are the last remaining travelers in this study. Both of us are craving our own panetone to share in celebration of Christmas Eve in Cusco. I am so blessed to have this opportunity and a wonderful “non-domestic partner” to share it with. Excited to spend Christmas back at the Hogar with the girls and bring our Christmas surprises to them. The true meaning of Christmas is sharing your love, remember that.

“Camino Inca” A Pilgrimage to Machu Picchu

For anyone who has ever climbed a mountain or the Andes, you know what a physical challenge the hours of endless uphill trekking, downhill descends and sleepless painful nights with little to no “comforts” feels like. I anticipated the challeneges ahead and my travel compadre Kiersten and I anticipated, Peru was not going to be a “vacation” by any means. We came for a purpose to assist with a major issue in the community of Cuzco, providing scholarships to girls pursuing further education to break the cycle of poverty. We also had the goal of making the 48 kilometer trek through the Andes learning of Inca culture, visiting Ancient Ruins of a civilization with an incredible and almost unimaginable knowledge of agriculture, engineering, construction, philosophy and understanding of the Earth and its relation to the Universe. I could go on for pages of Archaelogical and cultural facts of the Inca people but that would bore you and its much more interesting in the black journal I started prior to this trip.

We accomplished our goal of surviving the Inca Trail thanks to Clif Bars, good jams on the ipods, amazing guides and each other’s awesome motivational powers and positive energy. For four days we hiked uphill through rainforests, through “Dead Woman’s Pass,” over rickety bridges, over powerful streams and down slippery, uneven stone stairs that went on for miles. We slept on hard cold ground in tents, ate very simple and sometimes indigestible meals with our group of Argentinians, a Mexican, an Australian, two Swedes and our amazing Peruvian guides, Juana and Pepe. We woke up before the sun, carried what little we brought with us on our backs and took dozens of stops to take pictures, meditate or just to concentrate on our Spanish speaking skills or to catch our breath with the incredibly high altitude.

We did not expect however to experience the same uphill battles and and steep scary descends emotionally. A member of our travel posse for the past 6 days was a very challenging person to handle at such high doses and it was a lesson to us that not only should you chose your travel companions VERY wisely, but even on the side of a mountain standing among ruins of some of the most positively charged structures and temples, we were still facing the challenges of dealing with people you can’t escape.

We realized after a day of walking on egg shells and still experiencing the wrath of someone we couldn’t understand or get through to, did we realize the true challenge of the pilgrimage. You will always get handed the challenges you need most when you least expect it. Moral of this story. Kiersten and I proved to be stronger compadres than ever before and helped each other physically and mentally meet these challenges and persevere.

From here, the trip will be much different now that we have parted ways and celebrated our liberation from this aggrivator last night with drinks and salsa dancing lessons with our guides Pepe and Juana who we had grown close to. Today we even went to Juana’s favorite spa for some sauna and salt and honey body scrubs  and did lunch and some shopping in the markets of Cusco. It was a great start to the next chapter of our trip.

Tomorrow we leave for another 3 day trek to the jungle of Bilkabamba, the last refuge of the Incan people, where Daniel, our amazing host/guide in Cusco is from. We will be spending the Summer Solstice, December 22nd on this trip and know Daniel will have so much knowledge to share with us and I am really looking forward to a real spiritual awakening here in the mountains of Peru.

Our first days in PERU!

Our first days in Peru have been incredible. I certainly am learning a lot about the culture of the Peruvian people, the Incas, Andean mountian people, the Spanish inquisition all thanks to our guide Daniel who we have been staying with at his bed and breakfast. He has been our guide around town and is also a big part of Peruvian Hearts and helping the Hogar. We went to the Hogar de jesus Molina yesterday for the first time and it was so touching to see all the girls and meet them. I was really actualy nervous because so much was built up before hand and I didn’t kow how they would recieve us. Immidiately they hugged us all and sang songs for us. We gave them some candies we bought at a local market and  they braided my and Kierstens hair and showed us their different green houses and vegetable gardens. Its amazing to see the work Peruvian Hearts has done and reassuring we are helping a great cause and a group of incredible girls.

My spanish is getting much better and yesterday I was able to communicate with the girls of the Hogar better than I was anticipating. They tried their best English with me and I tried my best to speak spanish with them and perhaps becuase all of us were giving it our best shot without judgement it came easier. I hope to be a spanish speaking machine by the time I am back. I will have to keep it up when I get back! I can’t wait to get back to the Hogar for Christmas. We are bringing the white fanny packs GUESS donated and painting them as a Christmas activity and will replace their single flat volleyball with new balls, pumps and nail polish / hand cream for us to do mini manis as we noticed the girls hands and nails were so dry they were cracking and looked painful. Two little 7 year old girls would not let go of my hands the entire time we were there and were mesmerized by my pink acrylic nails and my jewelry. It was sweet the way they took to me so quickly and I loved giving them hugs and pouring my love onto them.

We got to sit down with Daniel and Ermalinda, a 16 year old girl who after 10 years at Hogar de jesus Molina is going into the town of Cuzco to live with Daniel and Rosa, his wife, so she can study at the college for tourism. She wants to become a tour guide as well and I told her she will be learning and living with the best. Daniel and Rosa have taken in many of the students of the Hogar from the Peruvian Promise project out of his own pocket to give them a chance to attend college.   Daniel has such an amazing, generous heart and incredibly wise views of life and the world. Already he has taught us so much about the Incas, the Conquistadors imposition of Peru and many of the spiritual beliefs of the Incas. I really love all he has to say and I hang on every word. This is the stuff I live for and have been passionate about since I was a little girl reading about Native Americans, ancient religeon and the history of the Americas.

I am so excited for the 4 day Trek to Machu Pichu but also nervous as it is probably the most physically challenging thing I have ever done. Daniel prepared us to make the “pilgramage” like the Incas did and I have been thinking about my life a lot and setting a purpose for this challenging trek. I am still meditating on my purpose of the pigramage and by Daniel’s advice been starting my day with a meditation and a glass of water to purify the body. He isn’t sharing anything necessarily new but for some reason it is really resonating with me hearing it from him. I know this trip will be transformative, it has been already.

I’m chewing my first bunch of coco leaves for the necessary energy I need to go through 750 emails including the endless and aggrivating messages about my models not showing up for fittings and so on… Typical. Same shit different continent. Jaja! The worst part is not being able to get through them as quickly as I normally can with my macbook but its a test of patience and controlling my anxiety/frustraition with things I can not control which I think may become a big part of the pilgrimage ahead of me. With the support of mi cumpenera, Kiersten I know we will conquer our goals here, at Machu Pichu and after this, there is no limit. Buenos Noches, we have a long few days ahead and an early start. If I don’t make it, I love you all.