So I wake up and am ready to hit (/eager to get to) the school. Outside it has been raining and thundering the whole night (and not someone showering, as I once thought half-awake…). My shoes are still drying on the windowsill since the day before. Clouds are grey and in the horizon is fog and rain hovering over the mountains. I begin my day with slowly resting an hour before breakfast and yoga. Finally my body and mind seems to adapt to the time difference. It’s said to take as many days as hours of change (so in Sweden/Peru case it is 6 hours/days).
My Spanish school in Cusco is situated on a very long, steep road (or so it feels when walking on this altitude). After finally getting there, even more steps are awaiting. But then, what a beautiful panoramic view to see!
The road is called “calle de suecia” and so named by either Swedish people once occupying this street, or by the (less likeable version for me) by the Spanish word “la suciedad”, which means dirt…apparently the road used to be very narrow, dark and people throwing waste all around there and so shouted "suicedad"...
Anyways, if you think it is the first option, its pretty cool… Although I still wonder why the Swedes once came all this way… I mean North America I know, but Peru? Why and who came here? Was it because of gold? Archaeology? Would be interesting to know…
2011-02-21
So today I have heard a third version of the naming... Its said to have lived a Swedish queen on this street during the second world war. She was just 28 years old and to honour her, the people in Cusco named the street "calle suecia".
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