Daniel Stallsmith

Peru is a country of contrasts. The image of God lives not more than ten feet from a pile of "basura" (trash). The rich beauty of snowcapped mountains reaching to the heavens is covered by abandoned remains of 8x8 huts. And the most striking difference is the dispairity between what hovers above Lima and what is in the city. From the moment we exited the airport, monstrous bilboards bombarded us with images of laptops, cell phones, and ritzy cars. And the rest of the sprawling metropolis was no different. It is as if the advertisements of teeth whiteners and shoe stores are trying to hide Lima's poverty. It seems twisted to put a higher value on superficial