Day 24 - Jogging isn´t recommended in Pachacutec

07-11-09

Desipte it being a Saturday I thought I´d get up at 6am this morning for a nice healthy run. It started off nice, and it was indeed healthy as the run was mroe f a sprint; I´ve never had so much motivation to run so fast in all my life - a pack of rabid dogs started chasing me halfway through my jog. Initially I kept telling myself that it was fine, that they were all bark and n bite....that is until they started jumping up on me! I felt a pair of paws on the lover of my back, then more pairs on my legs - then I ran like mad. It felt as scary as that scene from Beauty and the Beast when Belle´s father gets lost and is chased by them wolves. I don´t think I´ll be making jogging a regular occurence.

We were supposed to be doing community development today but it got cancelled as Misael is having girlfriend problems :S Sooo myself, Millie, Sara and Lauren went into Ventanilla for a wander round the markets. We hopped on the usual rickety old bus to head down. Unlike some of the other buses we´ve taken, this bus had a full floor with no holes, however halfway there whilst the four of us were belting out some classic tunage, we heard and felt this almighty BANG! We seen something had broken off from beneath the bus and was lying in the middle of the road behind us, gradually getting smaller and smaller as we continued to roll down the hill. The biscuit tin on wheels pulled into the next place possible and after a quick check, the driver discovered that it was part of the axle holding the front wheels together that had broken off....kind f important. Luckily we managed to hail another bus into Ventanilla.

Walking through Ventanilla was very uncomfortable. We were getting lots of unwanted attention, pervy comments, whistles, and guys pestering us for our numbers. This attention was mst likely drawn by our blondie Sara nd even mre likely because Lauren was dressed even crazier than her normal hippy self; she was still wearing her jammy bottoms, paired up with a gypsy shirt, and wearing her hair in a beehive that made Amy Winehouse look tame. We found some cool second hand vintage stalls so we got a good few steals.

Millie and Lauren have gone away to Lima for the night so I had my first experience with the whole family minus Millie and her much better Spanish. We all went down to the big Pachacutec market as Papa Milvor needed to buy his pal a birthday present. It was a nice leisurely wander and they introduced me to Churro and Morado. Churros are lovely hot pastry things with gooey toffee inside and showered with sugar on the outside - utterly scrummy! And Morado is just like rice pudding with ChiCha (black maize) and topped with a sprinkle of cinnamon - also yummy but not as god as Churro!

Conversation was tough over dinner when we got back and I knew they were heading out for a birthday party but I really didn´t want to go as I´d understand nobody. So I tried to ask them if I could stay home, even consulting my dictionary and phrasebook and depite this effort and aid, they didn´t have a CLUE what I was trying to say. I even tried a spot of mime to further humiliate myself, and failed again. So I ended up going to the party but it actually turned out alright as I got to sit in with the kids and teens and played PS2 the whole night. Pirated games no less! I didn´t even know you could get pirated video games! Again in this house, priorities seemed incoherent to me; they had a flat widescreen TV with a PS2 in the bedroom yet there was only one bedroom with 2 double beds crammed next to eachother and hardly any more room roundabout it and this is where all the family sleep. You´d think they´d want to invest in a few mre bits of wood to extend their shack for extra room.