We were in lovely Cusco, high in the Peruvian Andes. It’s a city and gateway to Machu Picchu, so it welcomes many tourists every day. The day before, we came across an amazing street performer, who had lots of traditional instruments and used random things like feathers to make music.
We loved it so much, we decided to go and look for him again. As we were approaching the courtyard, I recognised the drumming sound and was delighted he was there. There was a young couple getting involved, like really involved. The performer was flickering his big feather all over the guy, whilst the women was filming. It sounds raunchy but it wasn’t at all!
Anyway a few minutes past and two young local girls came and stood at the front. They were no more than 5 or 6, but they didn’t have their parents with them. They were innocently enjoying the music when one of them got brutally shoved out of the way by the women.
It was really aggressive, she almost lost her balance and had to take big steps to recover the shove. I was shocked. At first I couldn’t understand why she pushed her, until she pushed the other little girl as well. This time I could see it’s because they were standing in front of her phone whilst she was filming her boyfriend.
I was staring in disbelief. Maybe she was their mother? Obviously, the kids were a lot darker than her so they would have to be adopted. Even if it was their mother, it was too much and I didn’t know what to do. I noticed the girls walking away, so they definitely were not related. My Spanish is ‘poco’ so I couldn’t really ask them if they were ok. I tried, but they were looking at me blankly and worried.
I told my hubby what happened. He said “how come I never see these things happening?” I was hoping he saw too. That way I wouldn’t feel I was making it up in my head. Knowing I’m not the sort to stay quiet he asked me if I was going to say something.
I said “I dunno” because I genuinely didn’t know. Shaun and Esmé were ready to leave and had started walking off, my legs weren’t moving because my head was saying go and give that good for nothing your two pence!
I couldn’t help myself. At this point the boyfriend is dressed up in all the traditional gear and sitting on a throne. She’s still filming. Given her previous reaction to interruption I knew it wasn’t going to go down well.
I said excuse me do you speak English?
She looked at me with utter disgust for interrupting. Glancing at me with one eye and quickly looking back at her phone she had a snarl on her face and said “a little”.
Only for I had a baby on my front, well I won’t even say what I could have done. I’m not sure where her accent was from but it was either Eastern European or Russian.
Me: Good because we need to chat.
Me: You pushed those two girls pretty hard. What do you think you were doing?
Her: telling her hubby in her language what I said, waving her arms about
Him: waving his arms and telling me where to go in his language
Me: that’s not acceptable, you had no right to do that.
Her: I was filming and they were in my way….. Hufffff
Me: Just think about what you fucking said lady (In my most aggressive tone).. how dare you!
At this point I walked off. I could see they were both getting irate and feather man couldn’t understand why I was interrupting his entertainment.
It’s been over a week now and it’s still on my mind. I feel so dissatisfied with how it turned out. They got off scot-free after physically abusing two young kids for the sake of a video.
I can’t help but ask myself what should I have done differently? If I went to the police there would have been a language barrier and they probably wouldn’t be found after that.
So, what would you have done differently? I am really needing piece of mind. Leave a comment if you have time :)