Day 27 - Malaria Pills

Malaria pills are cool because they give you whacky dreams, and thats probably the only reason I still take them. This morning I woke up and hit the chair next to my bed yelling, ¨Who is under my bed?¨

We went down to some of the bars last night. The first one was a local place that was pretty cool, and the second one was a white people bar called Paddy´s where everything was overpriced but the garlic bread was pretty good.

Teaching english is a good time. I mostly work with the professor Ruben, who speaks decent english and is from Cusco. The classes are small, anywhere from 4 to 10 students. Classes are also way more relaxed and laid back than in the US, I got to my first morning class at 8 only to find that class doesn´t really start until about 8:20. A day in class usually consists of going over some part of the english language, then we joke around and talk and do nothing for a while, and then teach a little bit more. I don´t have very many hours right now, I´ll hopefully get more, because its not like theres something exciting to do with every available minute, theres a good amount of down time.

I should probably talk about colectivos. They are basically astrovans that have been converted to be like small buses. The are stop and go, very crowded, and can get hot. If you have to sit facing backwards its a test in how long you can avoid vomiting, and there isn´t space to sit really if you´re 6´2¨ which means I´m mostly mashed inbetween seats. I have to take them four times a day, 20 to 25 minutes one way, and its the only thing that I really don´t enjoy about Peru.

You can also see the milky way. Its not just a stip of stars, its this gray nebulous thing that you can see every night.

I waited 20 minutes in the internet cafe for the 3 minute replay of Jonathan Sanchez´s no hitter to load. The two things I miss the most from the states are without a doubt pizza and baseball. You can´t get either one here, because baseball isn´t on tv, and their pizza is shit. The sauce is always sweet and the cheese just isn´t the same, its not good. Billy who also works at Cipermum (the school I work at) is heading home soon, and said the first thing he will get when he returns is Pizza. I´ll do the same, and in fact, food is the number one thing I wish I had from the states. Other than pizza theres sandwiches and mexican food, really not that much, but the craving is so intense. The flavors of home food I definitely miss. I think as of yesterday or today we have exactly one month left, which is really strange, and tomorrow we will have been here for one month. Time flies.