Chao to my nine month long summer
Oh dear, I´ve fallen very behind, with no time in the foreseeable future to catch up. Some highlights of the past week:
- Lake Titicaca!! Featuring floating islands, non-floating island, and tour guides with hilariously bad English translations. I dance the matrimonial dance with a charming three-year old.
-A boy mistakes me for a Peruvian pre-teen and sprays me with shaving cream as part of some fiesta. Peruvian witnesses are appalled.
-Seen from the bus: a tiny altiplano store advertising its four most important wares: "Twix, Mars Bars, Snickers, Coca."
-Allison gets her wallet stolen in Arequipa. Hot chocolate and frozen Inca sacrifices make everything better. (Also, the fact that nothing irreplaceable was stolen...)
-We decide to screw the world´s largest geoglyphs and the world´s deepest canyon, and instead visit the world´s driest desert.
-Chile! Complete with avocados, unintelligible Spanish, and more expensive everything!
-Allison and I visit San Pedro de Atacama, an oasis nestled comfortably between the Valley of Death, the Valley of the Moon, several active volcanos, a huge salt flat, and the world´s 3rd largest geothermal field.
-We narrowly miss attending a "secret underground party."
-I rediscover my love for terrible romance novels.
Tomorrow, we´re "hopping" on the bus that will, 24 hours later, bring us to Santiago. Fortunately, we sprung for bus-cama seats (Barker Loungers, basically), so we may actually get some sleep. As soon as we step off the bus, orientation begins--4 days of language proficiency testing, cell phone shopping, and embassy visiting. Joy. I´m a bit in denial about the whole "going to class" part of the equation, let alone the face that it will all be in Spanish. I realized today that I haven´t been to school in 9 months, and I´ve been enjoying the extended break. We´ll see.
(I´ve come to terms with the fact that I´m not going to get any more pictures online until I have my computer back in hand, so you´ll have to wait a bit for photographic evidence)
- Lake Titicaca!! Featuring floating islands, non-floating island, and tour guides with hilariously bad English translations. I dance the matrimonial dance with a charming three-year old.
-A boy mistakes me for a Peruvian pre-teen and sprays me with shaving cream as part of some fiesta. Peruvian witnesses are appalled.
-Seen from the bus: a tiny altiplano store advertising its four most important wares: "Twix, Mars Bars, Snickers, Coca."
-Allison gets her wallet stolen in Arequipa. Hot chocolate and frozen Inca sacrifices make everything better. (Also, the fact that nothing irreplaceable was stolen...)
-We decide to screw the world´s largest geoglyphs and the world´s deepest canyon, and instead visit the world´s driest desert.
-Chile! Complete with avocados, unintelligible Spanish, and more expensive everything!
-Allison and I visit San Pedro de Atacama, an oasis nestled comfortably between the Valley of Death, the Valley of the Moon, several active volcanos, a huge salt flat, and the world´s 3rd largest geothermal field.
-We narrowly miss attending a "secret underground party."
-I rediscover my love for terrible romance novels.
Tomorrow, we´re "hopping" on the bus that will, 24 hours later, bring us to Santiago. Fortunately, we sprung for bus-cama seats (Barker Loungers, basically), so we may actually get some sleep. As soon as we step off the bus, orientation begins--4 days of language proficiency testing, cell phone shopping, and embassy visiting. Joy. I´m a bit in denial about the whole "going to class" part of the equation, let alone the face that it will all be in Spanish. I realized today that I haven´t been to school in 9 months, and I´ve been enjoying the extended break. We´ll see.
(I´ve come to terms with the fact that I´m not going to get any more pictures online until I have my computer back in hand, so you´ll have to wait a bit for photographic evidence)

2 Comments:
Kate,
This is Allison's dad keeping tabs of the two of you (stalking??)during your adventures. I've enjoyed your recent entries, but resent that schools like Middlebury are pumping out more and more excellent writers who are going to put molding writers like me out of business.
Keep posting so those of us stuck behind a computer screen can live vicariously.
Andy Dappen
Kate...it's been several months since your last post, and I need some new material to read while I'm aimlessly wandering the blog scene. Hint hint.
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