hello Peru,
I just wanted to say what a lovely Country you are. Minus your Rum.........bad choice on my end. And I wasn´t super fond of the 21 hour bus ride to cusco, nevertheless, we are here!!! Guinea Pig, here I come. I tried testing the waters in my body like an idiot to see if the water of Peru would do me some harm...so, far so good!
Now all I need is a tasty shower, which I am OVER DUE for and a beer and things shall be good yet again!
Cheers Amigos!!!
Ps, Happy Halloween- We´ll be going as 2Pac and Biggie Smalls...thanks to those trusty bandannas
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Checklist
Duct Tape...check
Bandannas...check
Bug repellent with an excessive amount of deet (enough to make me sterile, I'm sure)...check
46 shirts...check
19 different types of meds (advil, pepto, Ativan, NyQuil, Tylenol PM, Poop Pills)...check
3 pairs of shoes...check
2 pairs of pants...check
Too many socks...check
Not enough undies...check
It's here!!!!! Peru, is that you? As a matter of fact, that's what I named my playlist on the trusty ipod...Only to have it almost backfire on me. I'm telling you, Apples are for eating, not computing.
I'll keep the updates coming. You'll continue reading. The vicious cycle repeats itself. This time around, I'll do my best to add some photos upon my return (good looks pending).
And FYI, I wasn't joking when I said bandannas...I'm wearing them every which way possible. 2Pac style, here I come. Arm & Hammer lady, you don't stand a chance...and woman on Simpson's with red bandanna who is the awkward neighbor...I'm on to you, babe.
Peace out kids, see ya in 3 weeks!
Bandannas...check
Bug repellent with an excessive amount of deet (enough to make me sterile, I'm sure)...check
46 shirts...check
19 different types of meds (advil, pepto, Ativan, NyQuil, Tylenol PM, Poop Pills)...check
3 pairs of shoes...check
2 pairs of pants...check
Too many socks...check
Not enough undies...check
It's here!!!!! Peru, is that you? As a matter of fact, that's what I named my playlist on the trusty ipod...Only to have it almost backfire on me. I'm telling you, Apples are for eating, not computing.
I'll keep the updates coming. You'll continue reading. The vicious cycle repeats itself. This time around, I'll do my best to add some photos upon my return (good looks pending).
And FYI, I wasn't joking when I said bandannas...I'm wearing them every which way possible. 2Pac style, here I come. Arm & Hammer lady, you don't stand a chance...and woman on Simpson's with red bandanna who is the awkward neighbor...I'm on to you, babe.
Peace out kids, see ya in 3 weeks!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I'd Hold for REI
It happened. It was amazing. I'd do it again and again if money permitted. The REI shopping trip was all that it could be and more. From the green raincoat, to the rinse and reuse mesh undies- all the way to the colorful bandannas...Every part of my being was fulfilled Saturday morning at REI.
In addition to being in post orgasmic shopping bliss, this energetic excursion means that time is nearing for my big Peru adventure! It's true, 2 weeks from 2 days from now, I will be on the Pacific coast of South America. I began getting some things in order...banking, emails, Dr visits, and I came to understand why people dislike being put on hold. My life on hold seems to have multiplied lately. To my recollection, I have never been put on hold so many times for such an extensive period in a matter of 3 days. (The only other time was my 1/2 day spent on hold for Wells (Fucker) Fargo Student Loan line.) In the past 72 hours, I have had the privilege of hearing various hold-tunes for Bank of America, Women's Health, Travel Center for Vaccinations, Bank of America again, ABQ Health Partners, my own dad, Wells Fargo, Continental Airlines, and Bank of America a 3rd time. I had an attractive sounding automated woman tell me that she was sorry for my wait, but they were assisting other customers at the moment. But to ease my worries, they are "looking forward" to my call. I have been thanked for my patients, told that these corporations have been experiencing a "higher than usual call volume" and my time on hold is greatly appreciated. The music I heard ranged from awesome Kenny G style to sad elevator music to rockin' oldies.
But my time in queue hasn't been a total waste; as a matter of fact it was rather productive. I did the dishes, printed important documents, spoke to other people on my house/cell phone, and even made and devoured a scrumptious sandwich.
My conclusion:
If I waited such a substantial amount of time, others must be waiting, too. Why wait alone? There should be a telephonic chat room you are diverted to whilst in progression to your future call. We could all talk at once, and bitch about how we have better things to do than wait for the representative at QVC to tell me that they have just sold out of the last pair of Clarks, chestnut brown with the gold clasp.
Oh well, can you imagine I did most (no, not all) while on hold:)
toodles
In addition to being in post orgasmic shopping bliss, this energetic excursion means that time is nearing for my big Peru adventure! It's true, 2 weeks from 2 days from now, I will be on the Pacific coast of South America. I began getting some things in order...banking, emails, Dr visits, and I came to understand why people dislike being put on hold. My life on hold seems to have multiplied lately. To my recollection, I have never been put on hold so many times for such an extensive period in a matter of 3 days. (The only other time was my 1/2 day spent on hold for Wells (Fucker) Fargo Student Loan line.) In the past 72 hours, I have had the privilege of hearing various hold-tunes for Bank of America, Women's Health, Travel Center for Vaccinations, Bank of America again, ABQ Health Partners, my own dad, Wells Fargo, Continental Airlines, and Bank of America a 3rd time. I had an attractive sounding automated woman tell me that she was sorry for my wait, but they were assisting other customers at the moment. But to ease my worries, they are "looking forward" to my call. I have been thanked for my patients, told that these corporations have been experiencing a "higher than usual call volume" and my time on hold is greatly appreciated. The music I heard ranged from awesome Kenny G style to sad elevator music to rockin' oldies.
But my time in queue hasn't been a total waste; as a matter of fact it was rather productive. I did the dishes, printed important documents, spoke to other people on my house/cell phone, and even made and devoured a scrumptious sandwich.
My conclusion:
If I waited such a substantial amount of time, others must be waiting, too. Why wait alone? There should be a telephonic chat room you are diverted to whilst in progression to your future call. We could all talk at once, and bitch about how we have better things to do than wait for the representative at QVC to tell me that they have just sold out of the last pair of Clarks, chestnut brown with the gold clasp.
Oh well, can you imagine I did most (no, not all) while on hold:)
toodles
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