Final Week of Workaway25/10 – Trujillo Day 17 It is a Sunday. Leslie's bus was two hours late, but I bought a kilo of vanilla yoghurt to sustain me so it was fine. We walked home then headed to Huacas del Sol y Lunar with the new Canadians. It was significantly better than Chan Chan in my opinion and having an English guide helped. After that we headed to the beach despite the average weather and got tipsy on top notch conversation and rum. I tried my first and probably only pisco sours. It was nice, but 13 soles is more than I want to pay for a drink seeing as I would probably rather have had a beer anyway. 26/10 – Trujillo Day 18 It is a Monday. We then came back to base and I was pretty drunk, then I did a bunch more drinking with a bunch more people and eventually went out with Lindsey and Nicola. We went to a few different places before we found the place we actually wanted to go, taking a taxi each time. It was confusing and I wasn't a fan, but I was hammered which is probably why. The place we ended up offered a bottle of liquor for 100 soles with coke which is what we got. Most people were drinking beer and standing around the beer box. Also, literally everyone was more than half a foot shorter than me, so in a wide open room packed with tiny people, I looked like a behemoth and it was not great at all. After we finished our bottle (maybe, I don't really remember) we cabbed home. As I was climbing in to bed, I discovered that I was out of water. To remedy this, I walked over towards the other house with my bottle. In my single minded haste, I neglected to adorn myself with a top of any kind. As I reached the other house, I noticed that I had forgotten my key for it and that Lindsey and Nicola were at a party nearby. I walked in to get the key and everyone immediately decided that my attire was inappropriate and that I should be made to leave. They also simultaneously and in my opinion independently decided that Nicola had overstayed his welcome too. On a good day I'll take some blame for that. After maybe four hours of rest I awoke and we went for breakfast then a walk in to town with the new Canadians and Lara (Esp/De/Be) who is new and speaks a bajillion (five) languages. We wandered around town then headed north for food and to buy supplies for dinner. I felt horrible and went through the regular stages of verbal diarrhoea and my brain switching off completely. Many of the questions I asked Lara were things we had discussed in depth the night before. We made burgers for dinner. They were amazing. Today we went to school, Pepe was a bit tired but made it through the day. He keeps collecting and making present for Anna. He has the biggest crush on her. Leslie spent a bit of time with the general kids but most of the time with Pepe. She's a lot of fun so they got on well. I think she had a great time and as a lot of people do would like to be able to stay much longer. 27/10 – Trujillo Day 19 It is a Tuesday. Fairly normal morning, though I didn't exercise because I felt a bit sick and sore. Pepe kept wanting to write people's names on his paper and give them to people. He insisted I ask the people what colour they like and it seemed to be some big joke to him, but I can't work out why. He glued various fruits and vegetables to the back of them once they were cut out. 28/10 – Trujillo Day 20 It is a Wednesday. Today there were more Pepe presents and the beach. He brought to school yesterday a 2009 diary/planner thing which maybe he found. Today he gave it to Anna with a present. Lara got a branch from a tree which he had me fetch. He was tired, it was hot. He's likely going to the pool tomorrow. Fun times. Various people were going to come to the beach but in the end only Marie (Brazilian) and I went, but we found Arnau (Spanish) while we were there. I've booked all my things for getting to Cusco to meet Morgan. She found a place we can stay for free, so all I need to do is organise which trek to do. I had a bunch of beers and now I'm tired so I can't really be bothered writing. 29/10 – Trujillo Day 21 It is a Thursday. Today we went to the pool. Pepe was a bit late, but we jumped in a collectivo and headed to the other side of town for a swim. He was wearing crocs and they kept either falling off or being kicked off. He kept tapping shoulders and pulling leg hair on the trip. Weirdly he sometimes seemed to deliberately slip over on the seat. He insisted on showering before getting in the pool because that's what his mother said should be done. There was no running water in the whole facility so that wasn't possible. It wasn't sunny or warm, which is something he was worried about before we got there, but once we were in the water the tables turned and it was us that was cold and he was fine, apparently because he has big muscles and is too strong. He absolutely loved splashing people, but the rules were that he was allowed to splash others anywhere, but he wasn't allowed to be splashed in the face. He slipped over a bit once, but we had him up and about in a jiffy. He was at first a bit hesitant about walking around in the water, but after a while he walked along the edge a bit to nip height. Where he was normally was belly button height on him. I think it was safer for him to be in the deeper water because the buoyant force became more relevant. He looked happy pretty much the entire day. Even in the taxi on the way back (we couldn't find the right collectivo) he was bopping along to the music and singing. He insisted on being in the front. Apparently his name is Spencer. Right now I'm supposed to be writing about him and his habits and translations, but it's difficult. In the moment I realise how many things I understand that others don't, but trying to think of them now is difficult. There are samba lessons tonight. I should attend because I'm deep in Carnaval plans and that's samba central. 02/11 – Cusco Day 2 It is a Monday. I went to the beach the other day but skipped the samba lessons. Friday was my last day at school. I took some photos finally. There was a going away type situation for the Canadian family and I. Pepe seemed less sad than normal on Fridays, knowing that people were leaving. I got two drawings from kids. Then we had a parade around the street near the school in the morning because that's what everyone else was doing. It was OK. Pepe took a lot of photos for me. After that was the Olympics. It was well organised and turned out better than I thought it would. Canadian Chris is amazing at organising children. Pepe won the tyre throw. Then it was time to say goodbye. I'm sure Pepe knew that I was leaving but he mostly seemed like he didn't. Anyway. I'll miss him. After school there was a meeting which was fairly productive. We started the construction of a welcome pack for volunteers and Canadian Chris gave some really great tips on getting the kids to behave well and listen to you. Then I got in to a flurry because I wanted to cook dinner, but I also didn't want to miss my bus. Leaving Trujillo03/11 – Cusco Day 3 It is a Tuesday. Things from the other day. I didn't miss my bus, I did cook dinner. I did get to Lima. I was in Lima for 5 hours. In that time I: - Waited for malls to open. - Ate a kilo of yoghurt. - Nearly got robbed by a man in the park. Another man helped me and afterwards he told me where to get headphones. - Bought rubbish headphones (S/. 21) from a place not close to where the man said. - Went in to an underground place with lots of dodgy looking shops. Got my headphones fixed (S/. 20). They are so much better than the ones I bought. - Had delicious street lunch, including the rice pudding dessert thing that I have been seeing everywhere. The bus from Lima to Cusco was 22 hours. The road was windy. The altitude increased. I woke in the night and thought I would throw up. I got to Cusco. I got a taxi to near where I thought the place Morgan was staying was (S/. 8). I walked up a huge hill only to I discover that it wasn't the right place. I got another taxi to Morgan's place (S/. 5) which was only a short walk from the bus station. This was on Sunday. Monday saw us do a lot of walking trying to find out the haps for MP. We also encountered some familiar Canadians. This morning we also spent a lot of time working out the best MP plan for us. It was a nightmare. I hate touristy places. I hate trying to get deals on stuff like this. By the time we bought something, it was time to go on the city tour of some nearby ruins. We were exhausted and bailed. If tomorrow and the next day work out and we actually get to MP and get to walk up the mountain and get back on time, AND all the buses/trains/food/accommodation that we've paid for are at least amicable, then I think I might be happy, but still probably not. There were just too many options. I'm looking forward to actual hiking in Patagonia. Though today I looked up getting there and it seems like a nightmare. The Next PostComing up next is my experience of Machu Picchu. Bet you can't wait! Here's a sneak peak...
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