So Leaving Pacasmayo on Friday I hopped on the bus to Trujillo and ended up sitting next to a math teacher who thought I was just really interesting and listened to me butcher Spanish for an hour and a half. It definitely made the bus ride go a lot faster though. He was taking a group of students to Chiclayo and Trujillo for on a fieldtrip. They all thought it was really funny when he wanted to take a picture with me. This kind of attention I definitely understand, its the whole you are from another country and therefore I really want to be friends with you because you are interesting. The other kind of attention, the kind that makes me feel like a common prostitute, I don't appreciate. I've had a lot more of the second down here, which has been really hard. My guide book says its just a learned behavior in their culture. I just think they are ignorant!! I guess I can't get mad at people for being ignorant.
Trujillo with Katie and the rest of her crew of interns was once again really comfortable. On Friday, I went to Katie's art class for the kids at her church so we could make Christmas ornaments and put on a movie night consisting of ELF in Spanish. Its really funny to hear Will Farrell dubbed over, but it definitely put me in the Christmas mood. (I listened to Christmas songs for a good two hours on my busride to Lima.) I have completely adopted all of them as my friends and saying goodbye to them was really sad.
The view from Katie's apartment in Trujillo
Talk about comfortable, these brownies were the thickest things I have ever eaten. Props to Katie and the missionary wives, who had the recipe.. I should point out though, that the missionary wives all looked like Barbie and probably never ate any of them.
My second leg of my trip was from Trujillo to Lima for 8 hours on the night bus. Night buses are apparently more dangerous because of the bus hijacks and whatnot, but I felt completely safe. After cramming my bag under my seat in between my legs and clutching on to my purse like a pillow I attempted to fall asleep. I woman next to me passed out within 10 minutes. I think Peruvians just have an amazing ability to sleep anywhere. Nothing phases them, not even really loud music from the discotheques or even being crammed into combis or collectivos( cars, vans or small buses that take as many people that will fit into the vehicle). I wish I had this trait, although I am more conscious of my bags which is probably why it was so hard for me to sleep on the bus. I show up to Lima, immediately accosted by a Peruano "rapper" who rapped a couple verses for me and then tried to get my number. No tengo, I quickly said and made my way to get my luggage. Somehow on an extreme lack of sleep I still managed to barter for a taxi to the airport and had a really long convo with the taxi driver.. in Spanish might i add :-)
The flight to cusco was amazing!! only an hour and I slept for the majority of it. Waiting in the airport for 3 hours was a little different though. Somehow I managed to memorize most of the people on my flight and have seen them either at my hostel here in Cusco or actually at Machu Picchu... speaking of Machu Picchu.. That is going to be a long post so it will be for another time. Pero mi espanol es mucho mejor ahora. Estoy muy emocionado!!!
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