
Clara Luz slips her hand into mine as soon as I reach down for it. For me, the aunt of two nieces, taking a 4-year-old's hand is a natural movement. But Clara doesn't need any assistance getting around. There's no road to cross, and if anybody is going to slip and fall, it will be me.
The surface beneath my feet feels like a padded but uneven gym floor. Very uneven. We're walking across one of the Uros Floating Islands in Peru, where Clara lives. The Uros, a group of more than 40 islands anchored on Lake Titicaca, are manmade; thick beds of totora reeds are piled on top of cubes of earth lashed together. The islands have been home to the Uros people--a pre-Incan culture--for hundreds of years. Clara is the youngest child of one of the seven families who live on the island I am visiting. Two older girls, 11 and 14, are also part of our little pack. The girls are short on English. My Spanish--their second language--is weak, and I don't know a single word of their first language, Aymara. But, as I know from my nieces, there are far more powerful ways than the spoken word to connect with kids.
I have an iPhone.
Read my travel feature on the American Way site.