I had my second official salsa lesson. You know, a salsa lesson without a creepy guy to ruin it. Monica was my partner again. YAY Monica. Hopefully by the time I return to the U.S. I can actually be considered to dance well.
After working up a thirst dancing, a couple of friends and I (for once the Americans outnumbered the Europeans) got some wine for a wine night.
And what is wine without some delicious chocolate cake especially when you’ve only had dry cake since coming to Peru.
Xian invited us over for wine night, so it was only appropriate to dedicate the cake to her. May I mention that this cake was delicious. It was moist and the icing wasn’t too sugary. It was more like homeade whipped cream. SO GOOD.
We were a bit cheap and went with some boxed wine. By the way, Monica never heard of and never tasted the boxed wine, so we had to take a picture to commemorate that moment. Not to mention she liked it better than the bottled wine.
I think my favorite was the bottled wine. But the Chilean wine we got was good too. So far, haven’t tasted anything special with the wine in Peru.
By the end of the night I got them to put on Flogging Molly and tried to do some Irish dancing. It did not work out well. I take it back. I can’t dance! I accept it!
The next day we hiked up to Christo Blance, a statue of Jesus.
On the way up we came across a festival. As we entered a woman gave us a pin for the festival, a rainbow ribbon like the ones for LGBT.
“Donation for the festival please.”
Whatever, we gave her a donation and entered.
There were people spraying color and silly string at each other. Almost thought I was doing a color me rad race again.
Some people were playing music and dancing.
But mostly there was the overwhelming smell of meat: fried meat, boiled meat. The air was thick with it.
Oh yeah, there was these guys also. They’re called Cui. Definitely going to try some. Possibly this weekend cause I’m going to Puno!!!! Lake Titicaca
Some guys on our way out kept calling to us. It was pretty funny.
Oh and there was a lot of peeing going on.
Literally though. Everywhere you looked there was someone peeing, guys, girls and dogs.
And let’s continue.
So as we got to the split in the road of where you have to pay and where you don’t have to pay, a drunk guy came up to us and started talking to us. He definitely spoke Spanish and spoke a bit of English, so turning to the only other language that I could say something that Marie would understand that he wouldn’t “Allie-yon?” She laughed and agreed. And we sped away. I may have not used it in the right context but she understood me, so I don’t care.
Lots of nice views going up.
So we saw some Inca ruins. Don’t know anything about them.
BUT THEN I SAW A LLAMA!!!
Damn it llama, running away. But I made a new friend when we finally got to the top. I even touched him. 😀 I’m awesome right?
So Jesus in a big white statue….cool I guess? The view though. It really encompasses Cuzco. The mountains are beautiful and then there are some parts of the city that looks nice, but it’s pretty run down and packed. And smoggy. But the picture didn’t catch that last part.
Well it was supposed to end there. But Friday…was interesting.
I mean I may or may not have found this wall behind a broken wire fence and may or may not have climbed it and snuck in.
And may or may not have gotten caught and escorted out with threat of calling the police.
And then while walking down and seeing a bunch of police motorcycles, I may have been slightly concerned about the state of Peruvian jails or how quickly I could run away.
Nahhhh…I’m too smart for that. Right?