This is an image of my friend as we descend into the Sacred Valley on one of our days of service. All I remember from this moment is how serene the whole scene seemed: the crystal blue sky, the dewy, green grass, and the sublime mountains shooting up from the creeks below.
Weaving workshop In Parobamba, Peru
Our hotel roof in chefchaoene
Tutoring kids in rural Morocco (zawiya ahansal)
Peruvian Children in the Sacred Valley
Dressed like locals in Lake Titicaca
Even if you don't speak Spanish, you will still form very close bonds with the children at the boarding school.