Dia Dos

Well, I made it. By the time I got through immigration, got my bags, got through customs, and collected everyone, it was very late. We had some tea and then went to bed. Amada came to pick us up at the airport. I met Ilaria, the lady who helps around the house last night, and Theresa, the aunt, this morning. I had coffee by myself in the kitchen while Sarath and Amada slept. Well, I was alone until these three showed up:

From the left, that's Aretha (Franklin), Chaska , and Carol (King) (below). They were mis compañeros, or more like mis sombras, this morning. After everyone got up and ready, we went to exchange money, get some groceries, and I got a high-tech, thief-proof local phone:

It's thief-proof because no one would actually want to steal it (jejeje)! We also went to a local polleria where I had chicken gizzard anticuchos and pappas fritas. Amada and Sarath have been teaching me Spanish, and I have been helping Amada with her English. Both Amada and Sarath will be having a conversation, then say something to me in rapid-fire Spanish, and wait expectantly. After a bit of staring at each other, either they will realize what they said was not in English, or I'll say, "I have no idea what you just said." Hopefully this will improve over the next five weeks.

If you ever want a thrill ride to rival any roller coaster, take a ride in a taxi in Lima.

Tonight is tuna quesadillas. Tomorrow, we pick up Seri, do some shopping for the class, and go to the market for a few more things (vino! pisco!). Until the, hasta luego.