2013_05_16-blogIt is so funny the reception one gets when leaving the borders of your own country. Today I visited a school and was literally mobbed for autographs. Can you believe it? A lowly storytelling man with harp in hand, mobbed for autographs. I must have signed hundreds of pieces of paper, notebooks, etc.

You know you’re doing good when your audience already knows some of your songs, stories and about your life. What an amazing experience.

Day by day I’m getting a more complete picture of Lima Peru. Everyone I meet is excited about the country’s food. Have you tried this, have you tried that? I must get asked these questions twenty times a day. I’m taking things slow. I want to avoid that “uncomfortable, bloated” feeling we see advertised so often in commercials.

I finished my performance early but we had to hang around for another couple of hours being pampered, fed, and doted upon. Ah… what a challenging existence I live.

I’m excited about all of the different types of storytellers I’m meeting. Who knew Peru had so many storytellers? Maybe I’ll be able to profile a few of them here on the blog instead of just me ranting about my food issues.

I’ve been reading the paper daily. Peru has some really unique issues: Rights of Indigenous People’s, Water conservation/preservation, Corruption (nothing new anywhere, right?) and an ever expanding infrastructure.

Well… now that I’ve, officially, achieved “Rock Star Status” here in Peru, I probably won’t have time sit and write, or blog, to the “common folk (nose way way way in the air)”. I really hope ya’ll see me laughing, but I’m sure someone out there will send me an email, taking these words “way” too seriously. It happens.

I’m off this evening to try and hunt down some food. I will probably return to the U.S. twenty pounds heavier but, don’t blame me, blame the people of Peru. They keep forcing it on me.

 

STORYTELLING as TECHNOLOGY

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