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last night.

Tuesday, November 6th, 2007

in the last hour people have found out that it is my last night.
i have double shots of vodka and johnny walker, and a johnny walker cacao mix (on top of the all you can drink vodka,) -and the beer i was given from the restarunt next door.
the free ‘the point’ shirt is the best reminder of peru i have yet. by free i mean 9 weeks at s/. 24 per night plus s/. 10-20 per night on alcohol. (the most expensive artical of clothing i own.)
in the last 48 hours i have had more beer, wiskey and rum than i have had in the rest of my life. i have grown a fondness to corona on a hot afternoon (expecially with lime,) and shots of wiskey. i still do not understand rum.

COCO LOCO

Sunday, November 4th, 2007

last night i went to the oddest ’snack bar,’ coco loco. it is a massive 3 story shop. ground floor was narrow, most of it taken up by the kitchen and staircase. a giant menuboard listed everything and had the price of s/. ‘.0′ beside it. up the stairs was a room labled ‘cocoloco pizzaria’ with tables and chairs. next the the washrooms on that floor level was a room filled with couches, ‘cocoloco lounge.’ the stairs to the top floor had a sign hanging above, ‘cocoloco hamburguesa.’
not that the mood is set, the food arrives (before our drinks.) with the food, fries and a chicken sandwich, comes sauces galore. i wasn’t paying much attention when he put down the first 3, but then i heard him say mustard with the fourth, mayo with the fifth, ketchup with the sixth, and aji with the seventh and last. 7 sauces. 3 common in canada, aji is the homemade local version of a chilly sauce (similar to the one you would find in coby’s fridge.) the mistery three can only be discribed as green, pink, and christmas. christmas is a white sauce with red and green chucks in it; green in a light green with green chunks; pink is a pale pink. pink was flavourless, to me. green tasted like a milk bassed thing filled with familiar spices that i could not name. christmas was yogurty and made me grimace.
the drinks are, coffee with milk and iced tea. the iced tea is unsweetened, but good. the coffee is a mug of hot water, a package of instant coffee and a shot of milk. you have to make your own instant coffee.

24 hours

Saturday, November 3rd, 2007

in the last 24hours i have had my last hoodie stolen (from off my bed), s/.200 stolen (from my locker) and puchased the worst hoodie of my life. i bought a hoodie that says ‘cocksuckerman.’ it was a total mistake. i was desperate to find a peruvian hoodie. i didn’t want an international skate brand. i bought the first one that i could find. it looks, at first glance, like a ’superman’ shirt; instead of the superman ’s’ there is a beer glass. above the beer glass is ‘CHUPERMAN’ - a double entendre. in spanish the verb chupar can mean ‘to inhale’ - cigarets - ‘to guzzle’ - a beverage - and ‘to suck. the shirt can be taken to mean ‘guzzlerman’ because of the beer logo, but all the natives know that it says cocksucker. worst 24 hours of my trip to date.

halloween

Thursday, November 1st, 2007

halloween was a spectical of its own. i played the cardboard/tinfoil robot.
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in the evening i met peruvian woman, the irish devil, 80’s groupy, frankensteins bride, a big smile, builder bob, showgirl, scare clown, hunter s. thompson and many many more.

drinking openly in the streets with 3 peruvian woman, gi joe and the death of free speech. people looked, laughed, took pictures of the crazing gringos. it made me think that new years is only going to be bigger and better.

tuesday

Wednesday, October 31st, 2007

it is one day before halloween, and most of the town is taking it quite. halloween is a bigger day here than i ever imagined. all that said, i started drinking with lunch. for dinner i had an amazing irish stew, cooked by some irish. the meat was chewy, but the flavor was exquisite.
went to bar seven, a notorios coke bar. i did not partake in any coke, but it lead to an interesting conversation with an austalian guy and an irish girl. needless to say i hit it off with the irish gal. whats not to like about a drunk irish gal that isn’t doing free coke? she likes a scottish guy, and i am happy for her. i am more happy for ME. she gave me a pear of ROUND goggles. i have been on the prowl for round goggles since i got me scooter in 200x. never found them. tonight i am at this bar with irish and some other people and she finds ROUND goggles sitting on the counter. i beg her to have them. it is almost a life goal to own a pair.
all i need to do is dance with her to get the goggles.
dancing with a pretty irish gal isn’t hard to do, even for someone who doesn’t enjoy dancing. add a free pair of ROUND goggles to the mix and you could get me to dance on stage. in fact i did dance on stage. i haven’t danced on a stage since i was in china, that time it only took a hot edmonton girl.
i am going to be so stylish in my new googles, riding around on my scooter. i will single-handedly bring the mod back. (in many ways it should have never left.)

Toga! Toga! Toga!

Saturday, October 13th, 2007

last night was one to remember. (aside from the 2.5 litre screwdriver.)

i traded my book ‘fever pitch’ for ‘the god delusion.’ i read the 2 forwards, it should be a good read. i really liked how the author repetedly stayed that there are no such thing as christen children, or muslim children. only children of christen or muslim parents. he stated that one of his goals in writing the book was to make it just as taboo to say a child is chistian as feminist made it taboo to call them sugar at work.

THEN i found the book of mormon. i have been really interested in reading it for some time. at one point i owned a copy, but i have no idea what happened to it. that is not important. i read the begining of it. so far so good. joseph smith, what a guy. i really like the part about finding gold plates, enough of them to contain enough words to fill a 600 page book. and he couldn’t show them to anyone. that was the rule of moroni, the son of mormon. then he was told to show it to 11 people, and they wrote a blurb about how they saw it. that is all the proof i need, they must be real. he also translated them into english without knowing the language that they had been written in.

and there was a toga party. drinking in the hostel is expensive, so did a little pre-drinking. i purchased a 26 of vodka and 1 litre orange juice. -i just got a free bowl of asperigus soup.- mixed the oj and vodka in a 2.5 litre water bottle, topped off with water, and headed out. i was also really generous, i did not want to drink it all my self. i shared it with the utah girls (the understand the book of mormon.) at least 2 of the 5 girls are hair stylist. i used to hate that stylist personality. now it was quite refreshing. the only thing that was missing was ‘guitar hero’.

we all went to a club, i think it was called caos. it reminds me why i hate clubing so much. even when i am drunk enough to dance it gets boring after 5 minutes. the music usually sucks, ymca exempt.
Toga

i do not know what time i left the club. everyone was heading off to another place, i was done with clubs. you just can not talk. on my drunken way home, still in a toga, i ran met some pushy peruvians. they really wanted me to join them for a beer. well, as they would same come for a beer, just one, two. it was easier to speak spanish in that state of mind. i stopped thinking and just spoke. i wasn’t worried about pronounciation or conjugation or structure. i made it home and fell fast asleep.

¡dinero!

Wednesday, October 10th, 2007

http://www.x-rates.com/d/USD/CAD/graph120.html

the internet says that the canadian dollar has surpased the great american dollar. is that the housing market crash, the war on iraq, or http://www.cbc.ca/news/background/workplace-safety/asbestos.html

school is getting more complicated. the use of verbos reflexivos, o recipricos. alone with personal pronouns. it is a little diffent to english. we stick the it/to her/for him/at you after a verb, in spanish it all goes before. Nos lo peleamos = we fight eachother about it. se bebo = i kiss her. english is quite the wordy language.

bay watch party

Monday, October 8th, 2007

i was told that there was a bay watch party at the hostel tonight. i even saw it writen on the spiecials board (at 2pm.) the party was cancelled, nobody told me. i showed up in nothing but a towel.

not everyone looked as amused as me. i wish i could make an entrance like this everyday.
Baywatch

the fashion show

Saturday, September 29th, 2007

the show was not really a success. i got a bit of video, and a few photos of the shindig.

it was so amature. i do not think that fashion tv will be showing any of it. at most it will be a few second segment when they are talking about fashion around the world. the cloths consited of:

t-shirt with the word lazzy on the front. it is a local brand, but they got 10 girls and 5 guys to walk across the stage in the same shirt. it is all that that store sells. and at last minute that got hold of some untrained dogs and had the models walk with them. i did not do this walk. there were 8 guys, and i opted out of walking a stupid beast.

alpaca overcoats. nice business/business casual overcoats. the short coats cost s/.400+ and the long ones cost s/.700+. it was nice to were those, they were warm. the lady models had on hankerchives and shortshorts, or skimpy formal dresses. it was well under 10 degrees outside.

finely, the biggest joke of all. we had to model for a surf/skate shop. they dressed me up as a surfer, flip-flops, shorts, t-shirt and board. it made no sence. it was not local clothes. we all wore international skate brands. they had us in hurley, roxy, dc, dickies, etnies… what a fucking joke. it made no sence at all. i can only assume that the shop help sponser the show, and got an advertising spot.
Surfer Joe

over all it was alright. being told to be on site at 5 when we did not go onstage until 9 was ludicrous.

fashion tv

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007

yesturday i went to a fashion tv run way model tryout. imagine me, a male runway model. i did not think that i did to well, but considering only 7 males showed up, i think that i am in. they took my name, pant/shirt/shoe sizes and asked me to return next saturday at 4:30.
if i am going to be in it, it most be a fairly amature event. they kept saying it was ‘live’ next saturday. i can not imagine a live event that does not use seasoned profesionals.
i did a quick search of fashion tv and i could not find anything about this event, so it will probably be filmed, edited down to 45 seconds and shown between some programs.

this is going to be fun.