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Jun. 15th, 2005 11:32 pmReally, this right here is why I love traveling in the third world: You politely ask the security guard in the airport if you can crash out next to the chapel, and he looks at you like you're crazy. "Why are you asking me this" he thinks to himself, "why don't you just lie down like everyone else?!"
I generally like keyboards in other countries, because they they have all those important keys like ny, but man, this keyboard is the American one, with new keys pasted on. (The ? is on a key labeled -, whose key is labeled comma dash. I guess I'm not going to question it, and just thank my lucky stars that I can kinda-sorta-almost touch type.)
Huancayo is lovely, in that it has both chrimoya and biscochitos for sale, without any kind of searching. The sister person noted that all the talking we do is about food, but really, what else is there to say? One of my biggest motivations for coming back was fresh glasses of sugar cane juice and nine different kinds of bananas none of which are avalable stateside. That might make me sound kind of shallow, but, I think this is because you haven't had a chance to try them yourself.
Also, gloves for the ridiculous price of a sol. Three pairs of gloves for a dollar! How fast do these woman knit? (Actually, we've seen woman walking and knitting all over town. This is a skill that not only boggles my mind, but also drives me nuts. Jealousy is never a pretty thing.)
I generally like keyboards in other countries, because they they have all those important keys like ny, but man, this keyboard is the American one, with new keys pasted on. (The ? is on a key labeled -, whose key is labeled comma dash. I guess I'm not going to question it, and just thank my lucky stars that I can kinda-sorta-almost touch type.)
Huancayo is lovely, in that it has both chrimoya and biscochitos for sale, without any kind of searching. The sister person noted that all the talking we do is about food, but really, what else is there to say? One of my biggest motivations for coming back was fresh glasses of sugar cane juice and nine different kinds of bananas none of which are avalable stateside. That might make me sound kind of shallow, but, I think this is because you haven't had a chance to try them yourself.
Also, gloves for the ridiculous price of a sol. Three pairs of gloves for a dollar! How fast do these woman knit? (Actually, we've seen woman walking and knitting all over town. This is a skill that not only boggles my mind, but also drives me nuts. Jealousy is never a pretty thing.)
