in new york, i am fearless when crossing the street. in chicago too. cars don´t want to hit you. they will honk and get angry, but when it comes down to it, pedestrians rule.
here, not so much.
being in traffic is like an overcrowed bumper car course. i always feel about a cm away from an accident. though i haven´t actually seen an accident happen yet. perhaps limans (?) are the greatest drivers (and most aggressive) on earth. and if you need to cross the street, you better make damn sure you´re not competing with a vehicle, no matter what the light says.
in related news, i don´t think cuzco is going to happen for me. i am a poor girl. in being fiscally responsible, i think its best to leave that for next summer, perhaps??? someday, someone will give me a grant and i won´t have to worry about this sort of thing. clinton said he´d never speak to me again if i didn´t go to maccu picchu. maybe i will enjoy his silence.
i was thinking yesterday that i hadn´t been really impressed yet by peruvian food. and then, as if it had been forshadowing in a crappy pre-teen novel, we had arroz con pollo (huevo para mi) for lunch and it was excellent. although the caramel pudding we had last week was quite noteworthy as well.
i finally bought a card for the phone and some more postcards today. these postcards were even more expensive $2 a piece. so, if i promised you a postcard, i might not follow through. lo siento. i still love you and am thinking about you.
time to watch some futbol. anyone know what the outcome of brasil & my boys from ghana was? i can guess.....
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