Interesting weekend so far...
Friday I hung out with my friend from Germany, Julia, to make plans to go on a weekend getaway for a night... always good to escape Lima. Then I went to see a french movie with a peruvian friend here, Luis. The movie was actually reallyyyyy hilarious, I laughed a lotttttttt. They played it in Spanish subtitles so everyone could understand. There's a European film festival going on in Lima right now and most of the movies are free so I'm definitely going to try to go to another one for some free fun. To follow up the french movie we went to eat crepes! After a month of no sweets it was sooo delicious.
Saturday morning I left early with Molly & Julia to go to Lunahuana. We'd read in guidebooks it was an easy trip to make, only 3 hours outside of Lima by bus. So we didn't make any plans and just did it and everything worked out well. I wouldn't be surprised if I contracted a disease just by stepping foot in our disgusttingngggggg hostel, but I made it home, so atleast I'm alive. Anyways, we went white water rafting yesterday, which was fun... learned boating directions in spanish "¡Adelante, adelante, adelante!.... ¡ALTO!" and the desert mountains and river was beautiful. The town was small, we were pretty much the only tourists. We tasted a little bit of pisco and wine at night and then just relaxed, not much to do there at all..
On the way home today I was looking out of the bus window... I think Lima is kind of a depressing country. EVERYTHING is centralized in Lima, where it's overcrowded, overpolluted and chaotic. The countryside is just a lot of desert and shanty towns. At this point, I'm not sure how Peru will every decentralize.. Not sure if it's possible. Sometimes just travelling in this country isn't vale la pena (worth it) to me... I don't know. I have good and bad days with this country and today I just am really frustrated with it.
When we bought our bus tickets I spelled my name like 346436763 times for the woman at the desk and she couldn't get it right! and i KNOW i was saying it right... so my name on the ticket ended up being "Brechell Qulilt". While the first name sounds a little like something that would come out of Penn Hills, I just had to laughhhhh. Molly got Bolly O'Chea instead of Molly O'Shea... another one of our MANYYYYYY "Oh, Perú" moments. Laughing about things keeps me sane here.
We also made friends with our new peruvian grandmother.. She was sweet but a little overly motherly holding Molly's hand to cross the street. It was also a little weird, but friendly.
The bus ride was a miserable 3 hours sitting next to a stinky many and no leg room in peruvian transportation. story of my life.
When we got off at the bus stop, again we were bombarded with creepy taxi drivers. I HATE THE TAXI DRIVERS here. ughhh.
But I am home now.. finally. and now I don't feel like doing much else this halloween. Molly and I may end up going to the Dyland & Lenny concert, but just a day trip yesterday was exhausting and costly enough.
I miss pretty much everything about the United States right now.
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