Friday, July 15, 2011

The Splendid Isolation of The Green House

Friday, July 15, 2011

Named after the Peruvian Nobel laureate Mario Vargas Llosa’s celebrated novel La Casa Verde, The Green House offered us a restorative sojourn. Located in the heart of Peru’s Sacred Valley, this bed-and-breakfast became our sanctuary from noise and disquiet, a place where the din of hooting horns, screaming brakes and prattling tourists is refreshingly absent and the modest sound of the stream behind our room blended with the place’s tranquil silence.




Its splendid isolation, away from life’s daily disruptions and distractions, rewarded us with the rare chance to be together - to go on quiet walks, discover the depths and delights of the community, picnic on freshly baked bread and fruits in the middle of harvested corn fields and drink in the magnificence of the Andes.



Our mornings were spent in the garden, drinking coca tea, adjusting to the headiness of the air and waiting for the sun’s brilliance to shine through the chill and the gray. In each of those mornings I felt time dissolve and disturbances fade.


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5 comments:

Anonymous said...

drinking cusqueña by the roadside is heaven. :)

Angeli said...

heaven even if somebody is trying to hurry you up? hahaha

Anonymous said...

that somebody is a stripper factory executive on the job training. :)

Arti said...

Looks heavenly Angeli...
You definitely had a great time there...
Thanks for sharing those wonderful pics!
Have a great day:)

Angeli said...

hi arti. yes, it was heavenly at The Green House. if only we could stay longer...

hello anonymous. that somebody was bone tired from the baja! incident, that's why. hahahha

 
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