June 30, 2010: Am I the Tallest Man in this City?

The past few days have been pretty usual excpet a few things. First of all, it has been raining here the past two days- an unnatural occurence during Cuzco winters. When it rains it is cold because when the sun is blocked it gets so cold. In my volunteer house, my roommate Johaness and I have been living in the coldest room in the place. Finally on Monday night we got a space heater which works wonders. On Saturday the USA lost the futbol game to Ghana. Truthfully, I do not really care that much, but I was proud of my country for making it all the way to the second round. While the game was going on, I was taking my first Salsa dance class. We learned the basic steps and as the day progressed the steps became much more complicated. The lesson taught me I lack basic rhythm, and I will probably never be a world-class dancer, but I still ahd a great time. At one point in the lesson, as the music kept playing we were told to every so often switch from partner to partner. This was fun because I soon learned that I was far from being the worst dancer there. Also, there was a girl about 4 foot 6 inches who I had to dance with a couple of times. It was so awkward because one of the moves involved putting our arms around each others shoulders. For that step I had to squat down so that she could reach above my chest. Despite that, it was a lot of fun, and I look forward to doing it again this Saturday. Everyone here is so short that I feel like I am a highschooler walking through the halls of a elementary school. There are some natives who look like they could either be ten years old or upwards of thirty. I love being able to see over everyone, especially during the Inti Raymi festival last week.

Yesterday was El Dia del Papa in Cuzco: a family holiday celebrating the Catholic Pope. There were no parades or anything, but I did get the day off from work. I changed my schedule around so that now my volunteer project is in the afternoon and my spanish classes are from 10-12. I reluctantly joined the advanced spanish class because of scheduling conflicts, but I turned out to actually really like it because it is not too difficult. Last night me and some of my other volunteer friends went out to Cross Keys. There was a crazy spanish lady at the bar who threw her class drink on the floor and seemed to be looking for a fight. After all of this commotion, we all decided to go back home and get some rest. In ten minutes I have to meet up with my new Tandem partner Salvatorre, and then tonight a bunch of us are going out to celebrate Tigons birthday.

From Peru, hasta luego and HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA and UNCLE MARC!!!!!!!!!!

   

First Name

Last Name

Your Email

Join the GVN newsletter

© 2011 Volunteer Journals Suffusion theme by Sayontan Sinha