It has been raining for about an hour STEADILY! While crossing the street with Andy to get some internet time before nightfall, I got dusted pretty well with muddy water by a passing taxi. Prick. Really though, all I can do about it is laugh it off. It's wet everywhere and it's basically unavoidable. Oh well, comfort is boring.
Today I got up early and went to the gym. EVERY single business was closed the last couple of days due to Easter. We even had trouble getting our meals without a lengthy walk. So today, I got my fix on exercise and said my final farewell to the cool owner of Vim's Gym, Cesar. With muscles burning, I bought some milk at our favorite botillería, or literally "bottle store," and gave a long English lesson to the sweet girl that works there. Rosa is studying to be a teacher and will graduate in two years, so we had a lesson on perfect modals and the shoulds/woulds/coulds/mays/mights and how they change between languages. The guys were just getting up, so we all went DIY on lunch today.
Pat felt like getting lost by himself downtown with his guitar, so Andy and I got some soup and some beer at a little dive restaurant near our current hostal and watched most of Jumanji in Spanish. The Village People (probably very few, or maybe none, of them are original Village People) will play a show here in Cuzco on the 18th, and the radio is flooded with advertisements for their concert. Wouldn't it be funny if they played the whole show without playing Macho Man or YMCA? I think so.
Happy belated Easter to everybody, too. Feliz Pascua. Yesterday, we took quite a long hike up a hill to the tall white statue of Jesus that overlooks Cuzco. It was tiresome, but we still had fun doing it and saw many fantastic views of the city below. I'll put photos on FaceBook as soon as possible. I FINALLY learned how to paste a public link to my pictures into the blog (now that I'm almost leaving the continent, sorry people), so y'all should be able to see all of them once I do that. We saw a killer little ancient labyrinth called Qenqo and met some cool folks from Barcelona that were terrified to touch the llamas grazing there. Even though a big male spat at me, a cute little baby llama liked me a lot and I helped the pretty young Barceleña overcome her fear of foreign animals.
Overall, we've loved Cuzco immensely. It is completely oriented around pedestrian traffic and has lovely scenery, polite and informative police officers, ample good smells and few bad smells, a cozy ancient atmosphere, great architecture, abnormal but normally pleasant weather, and good deals on food and lodging.
Tomorrow we'll check out of the hostal and kill time until our LONG overnight bus to Pisco. There won't be another post for a bit, but fear not. I won't forget y'all. Happy 50th, Aunt Clemencia!
Un mil de abrazos, Brad
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