VIVA EL PERU

I just got back from the post office, which is about a 35-40 minute walk from Inkarri, depending on which route you take. As soon as I stepped outside it started raining...and raining. Lucky for me I had decided in the morning that I didn´t need a rain jacket...I was wrong. It was funny though, the streets are so narrow that the bigger cars almost hit everyone with their mirrors as they drive by, and the streets are so busy with cars you can only really walk along them for a couple seconds. The ¨sidewalk¨ varies in width but generally is a little over a foot, and they are all very smooth stones. So it was pretty slippery coming back, but good fun.

One thing that I´ve noticed a lot of since landing here is that drivers use their horns like nothing else. You hear them all the time. On my way home there was a man in a car at an intersection waiting for room to cross a busy street but there were so many cars he never got a chance. There were three cars waiting behind him and they were honking their horns like crazy!! poor guy, he really didn´t have a chance to cross. It seems like it doesn´t matter how bad the driver is as long as he has a working horn. One final thing about horns, ha!, the cab drivers use them the most. Especially if they are driving down a one way street and you´re back is towards them, they will honk to let you know they are driving up behind you (and are free to give you a lift) convenient eh?

And last but not least I found the Viva El Peru mountain side!! There is one side of a mountain surrounding Cuzco that has that written on its side. I have been looking for it since I arrived and I finally found it by fluke yesterday. I also found Jesus...but who cares.