Those Sleepless Nights
Day: 368
I woke up in the middle of the fucking desert. No idea where we were or how long it would take to get there. The bus was moving at what seemed an excessively slow pace and after filling up with passengers from a bus that broke down in the middle of the night, it was pack with odorific people sleeping in all sorts of contorted positions. I saw the sun coming up in the east, and set my Ipod to another album and tried to sleep more. Unfortunately it never came, but what did come was slightly better, All Dogs Go To Heaven 2 (en Espanol, claro).
After that eternity…
We arrived in Arequipa and found our dirty hostel (with WiFi!) and revieed our options to see some of the worlds deepest canyons over the next couple of days. We settled on a two day tour, leaving the day after tomorrow for $25 and just lounged around town for a while, touristing, eating, and fighting off hordes of pigeons (which Felicia finds to be actual spawns of the dark lord himself).
I think I fell asleep for a siesta at some point today, and before I knew it we were off to watch a salsa band, drink and dance the night away with my horrible moves. It was actually quite a grand day for the horrible start it got off to.
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Sometime it’s hard work to have fun. Mostly you two will remember the best parts of the roaming, and even the bad parts will bring chuckles and pleasant conversation — some day.
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