Today was a BUSY FRIGGEN DAY!
A day filled with hopes and dreams and spanish and children and dirt and vanity and a custom-made drink at Norton Rats Tavern (because the waiter guy, Francisco, is the best guy in the world so we keep going back) and every mothers nightmare.... getting lost.
Twice.
Today, we went to Maixmo Nivel to start our first day of Spanish lessons which started off confusing as balls and then progressed somehow into a card game that, try as he may, Daniel could just NOT figure out (he lost. terribly. if you ask him he will tell you otherwise lol).
Afterward, we walked up to Plaza de Armas for some snazzy lunch at this place that Frodors (the tourist book we bought at Chapters a month before we left to come to Cusco) said was the bees knees, called Fallen Angel (apparently it´s also the gay rights bar... but thats cool too I didn´t tell Daniel that when we went.... he´s actually only learning this now as I write this blog....awkward.......). Sadly, the place wasn´t open so we will try again tomorrow. Instead, we ended up at the ORGANIC RESTAURANT because its ORGANIC and therefor AWESOME.... called Greens.
Greens was not awesome so much as it was a crock of llama poo.
We asked the waitress for two bottles of water, no glass, no ice (a sentence that i practiced for weeks prior to coming here), but when we got the bottles they were a) open, b) ¨dusty¨and c) all scratched up like the kind some bottle collector from the 1980s would have in a back room somewhere. So we asked for new bottles that still had stoppers. This triggered some other guy, presumably the owner, to come out and tell us that they JUST ran out of ALL the bottled drinks of ALL KINDS that they have.
...right.
So we ended up just not drinking anything and being twerps about the bill when they tried to bill us for the waters that they obviously scammed from the tap. It was not a good time.
Their bathroom was pretty nice though: There were pretty rocks in the sink and junk. I was impressed. They even had paper towels, which is a hot commodity around these parts!
We almost got picked off by a few more cars which is perfectly normaly around these parts since there doesn´t seem to be any road rules and everyone drives willy nilly all over all the streets with no working spedometers and tourists and peruvians walk whenever because nobody heeds the crosswalks. interestingly enough we only almost got hit when we walked up to San Blas where Fallen Angel was. This street was a street made entirely of cobblestone stairs to infinity and its about MAYBE eight feet wide. So everytime a car miraculously drove down the hill we had to ¨think thin¨and suck up to the walls to try to not lose a kidney or something from the side view mirrors. Sáll good. We also saw a KFC (The Portal of Meat!) and mcDonalds (no word on the existance of a McGuineaPig lol).
We had our first day on site at the orphanage. Four other girls and myself left daniel to fend for himself in a sea of boys aged 4-17 as we all went to the girls section which is locked off from the other parts to prevent interaction. There were only eight girls there, most of which weren´t from Cusco apparently, and only one of us girls knew how to speak any spanish other than the most meagre of language pieces. So... apart from teaching them a new card game (since I had to pictionary every conversation), I didn´t feel very needed. I left the girls about an hour and a half into it to go help save Daniel from the hooligans.
I don´t even know the chaos. Can you imagine being locked in a playground with a billion youngsters who are all hopped up like sugar-rush children? it was great times! !!!!! I pushed four boys on swings until I couldn´t breathe, and then tried to ask them to come coloring with me on the ground where I didn´t have to move much. Apparently, though, I asked them to draw pictures of MEEEEE because IM SO AWESOME.... so now I have like.... a dozen stick-angies´in a kaleidescope(sp) of crayon colors. They wouldn´t draw Daniel... but several of them did draw me ¨Ëgg Man¨after I arbitrarily got their attention by going LOOK AHGHH LOOK !!!!!! HUEVO!!!!!! (egg). This, somehow, resulted in several fist fights. Excellent. I love boys.
So after all our fun anf games, Daniel played soccer/futbol with some of the kids and then we lost pretty much all our supplies (where lost means the boys stole it and wouldn´t tell us where they put it).... and nobody at the orphanage spoke a lick of english... and apparently our translator book doesn´t have translations for ¨don´t spit on each other¨and ¨stop kicking him in the face¨.....or even crayon! So we kind of just cheesed it outta there.
THEN.... we got lost. In the dark . In the middle of god only knows where there were no white people (which, althouh racist, is one of the only ways to determine if you´re in tourist district). So we wandered around and got more lost and kidn of panicked a little... then we found a grocery store we´ve heard of called MEGA (MEGAAAAAA) so we went there and asked some peruvian ladies where the hell were we and how do we leave.... then I found some caucasian girls and I asked them how to get back to plaza de Armas.... and about 15 minutes later we ended up back at Norman Rat´s Tavern!
We got a taxi home to where we stay (Villa Periodista) but the cab driver got lost so Daniel and his keen sense of direction got us home from the other end of the middle of nowhere.... where we walked in and had some form of rice with pumkin something....and dessert. nom nom.
OH and somewhere in the midsts of all that we picked out a ring and bartered an inbelievable price for myself to wear to stave off any Machismo boys who want to pick me up and carry me off or something like that.... So if anybody asks, weré totally married and this is not a ring I bought myself in a corner alleyway market for like 11 dollars canadian. lol
A FUN FUN DAY!
I hope everyone home is having a wonderful summer since we left like four days ago....
....and if anyone is wondering, the pterodactyl is back on stage tonight for a third encore of its rendition of techno-cindy-lauper mixed with loud honking noises and perhaps some Pit Bull because, why not??? DALEEE HA HA PITBULL MRWORLDWIDE etc etc etc.
oxxooxxooxxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-Angie
PS: to pronounce X in spanish, its pronounced ¨a kiss¨... now you know! ALSO apparently Zapata means Shoe? Random.
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