Before I begin, I just want y'all to know that my great weekend is not inclusive of either the LGBT club shooting in Orlando or the shooting of Christina Grimmie. My heart is bleeding for those directly effected.
Moving on, there is not really anything hugely interesting that has happened over here in Peru since I last wrote. Basically the most interesting thing that has been going on is the blossoming romance between Kansas and a young Peruvian guy. I say young, but he is a little older than we are. The point is that he is incredibly romantic and caring towards Kansas. One night at 10:30 he even went out and bought her garlic bread. (if that doesn't scream keeper, I don't know what does). Kansas left Peru yesterday, and his parting gift to her was a red leather- bound journal printed with a message from him on the end pages, quite a lot of work, actually. The upside to their love story is that he will be moving to Kansas (!) this November for a job as a teacher, so they'll be reunited. I have been promised a spot as a bridesmaid in the wedding, so stay tuned for that (hahahaha).
The weekend overall was pretty fantastic. Kansas and I went to a traditional Incan style cookout known as a watia with Italy and our Peruvian friend from the Lake Titikaka trip. We got introduced to a bunch of young Peruvian adults, played a friendly game of soccer, and had pretty amazing food.
The watia began with a fire being built in a sort of mini- cave formation. Then the fire was allowed to almost die out before the potatoes and sweet potatoes were thrown on top of it along with some whole fava bean pods. Then everything is covered in dirt and left to cook for around 2 hours. We ate the potatoes and beans with squeaky cheese and some pretty fantastic chicken, surrounded in our group's entirety by stray dogs hoping for a morsel. Kansas obliged them, but nobody else did.
The point about the cake is that we found two places- TWO!!!!!- that have chocolate cake that is "the bomb dot com dot org dot uk".
I think that's everything!
Talk soon, lovelies!
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