Why hello, and welcome to my first (and quite possibly last given this is simply a direct result of insomnia) "Authentic Peruvian Recap". If you find yourself wondering about the title, just know that my lovely roommates, Rachel and Stephanie, and I are a tad on the strange side, and that "Authentic Peruvian ______" has become a thing. Authentic Peruvian Pirated DVD, for example. Better yet, Authentic Peruvian Turkey Foot. One of my favorite APT's (Authentic Peruvian Things) thus far. Just embrace it for enjoyment purposes. Trust.
Moving along. Here I am, typing in the dark, while Rachel attempts to go to sleep. I would feel bad about typing at midnight, but since she has done it to me I think it is fair. (Hey, Rachel!) I was writing in my journal after dinner--Yes, I am cool and have a journal. No, it does not have a lock. Yes, I do wish it had a lock because I am super awesome like that.--and thought, "Golly gee, Brigette. You sure have done a fair amount of swell things in just a week!" I decided to share them with you. So, buckle up. Here comes a list of Authentic Peruvian Happenings during week one of my trip. Yeehaw.
Authentic Peruvian Happenings: Week 1
In no particular order, I have...
...taken pictures with alpacas. (!)
...been cat called at least ten times a day, everyday.
...met a borderline-creepy taxi driver named Michel Angel.
...been given said taxi driver's number. ("You call. Say, 'Hey, Michel Angel. It isbMaria here. Lez go and show me Trujillo'. And I be there :: snaps fingers :: like that. OK?")
...taken a day trip to visit the beautiful town of Otuzco.
...been served turkey foot soup.
...eaten enough rice and potatoes to feed a small village.
...witnessed a girl throw a rock the size of her head at another girl at work. (It landed in the nativity scene. Bethlehem was never the same again. Is that even the right town?)
...been lucky enough to have the best.host.family.EVER.
...seen the sun set in Huanchaco.
...took a mini road trip with my host family to Malabrigo, Paijan and Chiclin.
...drove at outrageous speeds down the Pan American Highway.
...become obsessed with lomos saltados.
...been working at Hogar de la Nina, which houses 12-18 year olds who were abandoned by their parents, lived on the streete, had children at a very young age (e.g. 12), and/or have mental health issues.
...almost been killed multiple times in a taxi/micro/bus/etc. due to crazy Peruvian driving (minimal stop lights, the creation and use of invisible lanes, rare use of turn signals, and more).
...gotten so used to Peruvian driving that I can now sleep through an hour long taxi down a mountain road with no lanes in the midst of a rainstorm and crazy amounts of neblina.
...learned that simpatico/a does not mean the same thing here.
...eaten the best Christmas turkey of my life (SLATHERED IN TABASCO SAUCE).
...befriended the old man who owns the bodega across the street.
...swam in the Pacific Ocean at the beach with the longest waves in the world.
...built a sand castle--well, little towers shaped from cups--on the Peruvian coast.
...seen too many street dogs to count.
...helped give out Christmas gifts to eighty less fortunate kids in Trujillo.
...learned that hot chocolate in Peru is simply better.
...conceived several food babies.
...woken up to sore to move after giving kids apaches (piggy back rides) and spinning them through the air.
...remembered that the soreness was definitely a fair exchange for making kids happy on Christmas.
...eaten too much paneton.
...walked by a Pizza Hut that has sit-down, fancy restaurant style service.
...been taught by the girls I work with that there are multiple levels to Jacks in Peru.
...bought my own set of Jacks in attempt to master the levels.
...played volleyball with the girls at the Hogar.
...been asked to sing Justin Bieber too.many.TIMES.
...sung Justin Bieber too.many.TIMES. in order to make them kids HAPPPPPPY.
...learned that just being there is enough.
...sandboarded down dunes outside of Trujillo.
...found out the my host dad speaks some Portuguese.
...wandered around Lima.
...fell in the mud.
...bought (along with Stephanie and Rachel) the girls at Hogar a new volleyball for Christmas.
...spent a whole day drawing pictures and making snowflakes at work.
...watched how excited the girls get every time we take out the paper and colored pencils.
...watched "El Encantador de Perros" with the host family.
...squeed at least once a day because Peru is just that awesome.
...ran out of things to write.
Welp, that is all I can think of folks. I know for a fact I missed some Authentic Peruvian Happenings, but hopefully that was at least mildly entertaining anyway.
Moving along. Here I am, typing in the dark, while Rachel attempts to go to sleep. I would feel bad about typing at midnight, but since she has done it to me I think it is fair. (Hey, Rachel!) I was writing in my journal after dinner--Yes, I am cool and have a journal. No, it does not have a lock. Yes, I do wish it had a lock because I am super awesome like that.--and thought, "Golly gee, Brigette. You sure have done a fair amount of swell things in just a week!" I decided to share them with you. So, buckle up. Here comes a list of Authentic Peruvian Happenings during week one of my trip. Yeehaw.
Authentic Peruvian Happenings: Week 1
In no particular order, I have...
...taken pictures with alpacas. (!)
...been cat called at least ten times a day, everyday.
...met a borderline-creepy taxi driver named Michel Angel.
...been given said taxi driver's number. ("You call. Say, 'Hey, Michel Angel. It isbMaria here. Lez go and show me Trujillo'. And I be there :: snaps fingers :: like that. OK?")
...taken a day trip to visit the beautiful town of Otuzco.
...been served turkey foot soup.
...eaten enough rice and potatoes to feed a small village.
...witnessed a girl throw a rock the size of her head at another girl at work. (It landed in the nativity scene. Bethlehem was never the same again. Is that even the right town?)
...been lucky enough to have the best.host.family.EVER.
...seen the sun set in Huanchaco.
...took a mini road trip with my host family to Malabrigo, Paijan and Chiclin.
...drove at outrageous speeds down the Pan American Highway.
...become obsessed with lomos saltados.
...been working at Hogar de la Nina, which houses 12-18 year olds who were abandoned by their parents, lived on the streete, had children at a very young age (e.g. 12), and/or have mental health issues.
...almost been killed multiple times in a taxi/micro/bus/etc. due to crazy Peruvian driving (minimal stop lights, the creation and use of invisible lanes, rare use of turn signals, and more).
...gotten so used to Peruvian driving that I can now sleep through an hour long taxi down a mountain road with no lanes in the midst of a rainstorm and crazy amounts of neblina.
...learned that simpatico/a does not mean the same thing here.
...eaten the best Christmas turkey of my life (SLATHERED IN TABASCO SAUCE).
...befriended the old man who owns the bodega across the street.
...swam in the Pacific Ocean at the beach with the longest waves in the world.
...built a sand castle--well, little towers shaped from cups--on the Peruvian coast.
...seen too many street dogs to count.
...helped give out Christmas gifts to eighty less fortunate kids in Trujillo.
...learned that hot chocolate in Peru is simply better.
...conceived several food babies.
...woken up to sore to move after giving kids apaches (piggy back rides) and spinning them through the air.
...remembered that the soreness was definitely a fair exchange for making kids happy on Christmas.
...eaten too much paneton.
...walked by a Pizza Hut that has sit-down, fancy restaurant style service.
...been taught by the girls I work with that there are multiple levels to Jacks in Peru.
...bought my own set of Jacks in attempt to master the levels.
...played volleyball with the girls at the Hogar.
...been asked to sing Justin Bieber too.many.TIMES.
...sung Justin Bieber too.many.TIMES. in order to make them kids HAPPPPPPY.
...learned that just being there is enough.
...sandboarded down dunes outside of Trujillo.
...found out the my host dad speaks some Portuguese.
...wandered around Lima.
...fell in the mud.
...bought (along with Stephanie and Rachel) the girls at Hogar a new volleyball for Christmas.
...spent a whole day drawing pictures and making snowflakes at work.
...watched how excited the girls get every time we take out the paper and colored pencils.
...watched "El Encantador de Perros" with the host family.
...squeed at least once a day because Peru is just that awesome.
...ran out of things to write.
Welp, that is all I can think of folks. I know for a fact I missed some Authentic Peruvian Happenings, but hopefully that was at least mildly entertaining anyway.
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