[Deviant Nation] Inti's Journal

Brains?

Inti — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 08:23:32 GMT

Wow, it's been a while since my last update. I don't think I can write anything incredibly coherent right now, so enjoy some extended bullet points instead:

I registered for my LAST semester of undergrad today!!! Holy crap I felt like that would never happen. There were times a couple years ago that I thought I wouldn't make it. But it's finally happening! I haven't decided yet if I'm going to walk, though. I probably will, just to appease the 'rents. Anyway, here are the classes I'm taking next semester:
Anthropology of Health in Africa
Introductory Survey of Africa
Ways of Knowing in Science (I need 4 credits of physical science hahaha)
History of Punishment

I'm applying for a 4 month volunteer program teaching English in rural southern Chile. I'm really hoping I get it, but I won't know for a while. I have to send the organization my complete transcripts, which I won't have until mid-May. I'm REALLY hoping I get into the program. My advisor told me he'd write me an awesome reccomendation. He fucking rules.

I started looking at grad schools. My advisor suggested looking at schools with sexuality studies programs because they would be a good resource for my potential anthropological research (sexuality, alternative cultures, and gender roles in South America). I've looked at a couple places in Cali and one in Minnesota. Holy shit. Expensive and competitive as shit. I really need to do well this year to pull my gpa up. I fucked up my freshman year. I had like 3 friends die and another one shoot himself in front of me, so my grades were not the best. But they've gotten better every year, and I have a solid gpa in my major. I'll just have to mention that in my personal statement. I'm not applying for another year though, so hopefully I'll be able to save up some money.

I'm suffering from some major burnout. I'm getting tired of school (okay, it would be more fair to say that I'm getting tired of writing papers and jumping through hoops and having to do stupid assignments and deal with stupid people). I hate my job. It bores me out of my skull. I hate being so poor all the time and not having any clothes that fit or being able to afford any that do (although that poverty is partly self-imposed- that trip to Peru didn't pay for itself, and neither will Chile). I can't stand Wisconsin winters, or the fact that it's already getting dark by 4.30 and we're supposed to get 140 inches of snow this year. I have some serious wanderlust that's gotta get taken care of. Even if I don't get into the Chile program, I gotta go somewhere else for a while, and not back to Colorado either. Don't get me wrong, I love Colorado. I just don't know that I can live there again for a while.

Speaking of Colorado, Andres and I got our plane tickets out there for Christmas. He's already met my parents and brother, so he's just got my dogs, an aunt and uncle, grandma, cousin, and cousin's husband to meet. Shouldn't be too painful :) Oh, and that also means that OnyxNeko, MellyKitty, and any other Colorado/Denver deviants- we GOTTA hang out! We'll be back Dec 21-29.

OMG PRESIDENT-ELECT OBAMA!!! HORRAY!! That night was one of the happiest I've had in a long time. The most moving moment of the whole experience was calling my dad (he spent a lot of time working for the Obama campaign in CO) right after the news networks called the race. He answered the phone and his voice completely broke and he started crying. I come from a family of staunch (blue collar- my parents are the only ones in their families who hold and use advanced degrees) liberals and social rights activists. My dad went to hear MLK Jr. speak when he was a teenager, and his car was torched. He protested the Vietnam war. It was a very moving moment for him. We had a watch party here at my house. I found 5 empty bottles of champagne in my kitchen the next day (Andres and I were only responsible for one) haha. I got an email from one of my students in Peru telling me that I could be proud to be an American now (while I was there, my students would always tell me that there was no way I could be an American, and that I am really Peruvian). I'm finally optimistic about my future, although not unrealistically so. McCain's speech was really powerful. I wish THAT McCain was the one who was running.

My human skelaton anatomy class (all of 10 people) is planning an anthro bar crawl on Friday. I am SO excited. I love being a geek and making jokes about Peking Man (basically the same as peking duck, only it took longer to cook HAHAHAHA!!)

Finally, a couple pics from the Zombie Lurch that Andres took :)

And I'm spent. Ni night!

Disgruntled

Inti — Fri, 24 Oct 2008 07:52:46 GMT

Life lately has been soooo busy. I've been working my ass of in school. I kicked ass on my Human Skeletal Anatomy class. Got an 83.5, the class average was 76. Yay! This weekend is Homecoming weekend. I'm going to be spending most of my time at the library haha. I have a book to read for my sex and violence seminar about ritualized homoeroticism in a Paupa New Guinea tribe, one about sadomasochism for my research project, a paper outline to write, and a paper to revise. But I am going to make time for the Zombie Lurch with my roomies on Sat :)

OMG today I came home to subpoenas on my door for my roommate Robin and I. We've been having serious problems with our rental company. My roommate Erica still isn't on the lease because they've lost her application 4 times, and she went in and gave them the 5th copy last week. So they haven't been cashing her checks, and now they're suing us for $1400 and sent us an eviction notice with the subpoenas. The accounting department told her that it would take about a week to process her application and the late fees and eviction notice would be waived. Well, they're a bunch of incompetent fucking overgrown highschoolers. Now we have to go down there tomorrow and get this shit worked out, so I have to take the day off work and I won't be able to go to the lab and work with my skeleton. Assholes. We're going to return our customer satisfaction survey while we're there....I can't believe the level of unprofessionalism. Seriously.

I think this election is really stressing me out too, and mostly because there is so much at stake. What Palin and McCain are doing is poisoning our country. Their rallies are out of control and they don't even have the courage to chastise the behavior. Even when McCain reprimanded that woman for calling him an Arab, what he said was, "No, he's a good family man". Colin Powell had it right when he endorsed Obama. Why can't a 7 year old Muslim dream about being president one day? Why are some of my family's closest friends are somehow "unAmerican" because of their beliefs? Wasn't this country founded on the freedom from religious persecution?

That brings me to another point. Apparently I'm not a "real American". Just because I think critically about my country means I'm unpatriotic? Seriously? Fuck you, Palin. No, fuck all y'all.

And why is it that even though Palin is so much more inexperienced than Obama, she's a "maverick" and he's dangerous? How does that make sense? Double standard much? Blah blah blah, she has "executive experience". Did you know that the mayor of Wasilla has no power over social institutions (schools, PD, fire department, etc)? Seriously, the former chancellor of my university has more executive experience than her. And at least Obama has a firm grasp on this one document called the Constitution. Palin still doesn't really understand her job description, but I understand, campaigning is hard work, especially when you're looking after your army of kids instead of sending them to school or something. She probably just hasn't had much time to brush up on the constitution.

Another thing. Since when does social equality necessarily mean socialist? The US is the ONLY industrialized country in the world without universal healthcare. I didn't realize that Canada, Ireland, the UK, Spain, the entire EU, Japan, Australia, and any other number of our allies are really just a bunch of pinko commie bastards. The US has the 38th lowest life expectancy in the world, AFTER Colombia and Cuba. Mayhaps that's some sort of indicator? Why does the fact that I think every American, regardless of race or social class, deserves a good education make me a socialist? Just because I think I have as much of a right to go to grad school after working my ass off as some rich bastard who almost flunked out of school (like McCain) that means I'm a commie? Seriously? The only reason my parents made it through law school was because of federal student loans, but we kissed those goodbye with Reagan. Today, kids have less of a chance of getting a HIGH SCHOOL diploma than their parents. Well, if thinking that's wrong makes me a red commie bastard, well, I'll say it with pride. But you know, according to that definition, Palin is just as much of a socialist as Obama. According to her Chicago Tribune interview, she plans to "lay out the campaign's plans to fully fund the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act, boost funding for special-needs children from birth to age 3 and allow parents to choose whether federal money for their child is used in a public, private, religious or secular school" at an upcoming rally. But seriously folks, how are we going to pay for that after McCain's spending freeze on everything but defense and veteran's affairs? Plus, she actually spoke out a bill in Colorado that would raise the sales tax by one penny per $10 to fund special needs job training and education, saying that there was "money there". As a Colorado resident, I can tell you lady, no, there's not.

I guess I also still don't understand, when all's said and done, why socialism is, at its heart, really so bad. I mean, Cuba has a better literacy rate than the US, equal pay for equal work, equal representation under the law, universal healthcare, and an infant mortality rate comprable to the US. Congressional and local officials are elected. Castro doesn't really hold the same kind of veto power that the President of the US does. Now, a lot people bring up that whole "freedom of speech" issue without really understanding it. In Cuba, you're allowed to speak out against the government. What is NOT allowed is incindeary speech on a large scale that would threaten the stability of the revolution and belonging to a large anti-Revolutionary movement. If you think about it, we have the same policy here in the good ol US of A. There were actually fenced-off "designated free speech areas" at the RNC in MN. We detain people if we think they're threatening the stability of our government. Plus, the government is allowed to tape your phone calls without even needing a warrant. How is that really so different?

Well it's 3am and I have to go to bed, so I'll leave you with some of those heart-warming "small town family values" from the Real America that warm Palin's heart during the cold Alaska winter:

HERE
and
HERE

Sorry about the rant, but I really needed to get that off my chest. I'll leave you with something nice. How about a pretty picture?

Christ [also, a pic]

Inti — Sat, 11 Oct 2008 21:45:56 GMT

I'm at the library right now trying to write a paper comparing and contrasting how these two Brazilian authors used their characters to talk about gender roles in Brazil during the 1960s. Did you know that illiterate Afro-Brazilian women weren't granted the right to vote until 1989?! I can't concentrate at all. I have a little over a page and I need 6-8. I also have to read 150 pages of this novel about the Siege of Lisbon, a book about the cultural poetics of violence that I have to present on Tues, a chapter about vertebral morphology, and some story about this guy who was a rebel in Guatemala during the 1960s. I want to bang my head against the table. AGH. I'm so stressed out. I have a really hard time concentrating when I get stressed out.

I'm getting all stressed out about what I'm going to do with myself after I graduate, too. I'm going to put my resume up on Monster next week, but shit. All I'm qualified to do is office work, and I'm worried that people want more experience or that they won't think I'm qualified enough. And that my piercings will prevent me from getting a good job. I just need something that will pay well enough so that I can save for grad school. That's another thing I have to figure out. I have to go talk to my advisor, but I haven't had any fucking time. I shouldn't get too worried yet though, cuz I may not even stay in the country for too much longer haha. We'll see come November.

This election is stressing me out a LOT. If McCain gets elected, my hopes for grad school go out the window. He wants to freeze spending on EVERYTHING except defense and veteran's affairs. Oh, and buying back bad mortgages. Cuz he supports a small government and deregulation. -blink- Right. There goes the funding that social science departments across the country desperately need, along with any kind of research funding that I'm going to need. And I don't know if you all heard or not, but that hate mongerer Sarah Palin was found guilty of abusing her power in a bipartisan ethics investigation in Alaska. Yeah, that's the kind of person I want running MY country. Isn't it funny how all those "family values" people are really quite the opposite of wholesome?

In other news, here's an article about how McCain voted (with Bush) to stop funding to a family planning organization in rural Africa, but when asked by reporters what his feelings were about US funding contraceptives to fight AIDS in Africa, he was "stumped". That just goes to show you. Pro-life people aren't really pro-life, because they don't actually give two fucks about what actually happens to the kid after it's born. They should just start calling themselves what they are: Pro-birth.

Well, I should get back to work on this paper, but I'll leave you with something nice:

hahaha, all my piercings were photoshopped out. I don't know how I feel about that, but it is a pretty shot.

PS: I saw Quarentine last night. OMG GO SEE IT!!!

Bathtub [pics] and acupuncture

Inti — Sat, 27 Sep 2008 17:47:52 GMT

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White Privilege

Inti — Tue, 23 Sep 2008 23:40:03 GMT

My boyfriend sent me this article yesterday, and I thought it brought up some very good points:

This is Your Nation on White Privilege
By Tim Wise
Sep 14, 2008, 02:51

For those who still can't grasp the concept of white privilege, or who are constantly looking for some easy-to-understand examples of it, perhaps this list will help.

White privilege is when you can get pregnant at seventeen like Bristol Palin and everyone is quick to insist that your life and that of your family is a personal matter, and that no one has a right to judge you or your parents, because "every family has challenges," even as black and Latino families with similar "challenges" are regularly typified as irresponsible, pathological and arbiters of social decay.

White privilege is when you can call yourself a "fuckin' redneck," like Bristol Palin's boyfriend does, and talk about how if anyone messes with you, you'll "kick their fuckin' ass," and talk about how you like to "shoot shit" for fun, and still be viewed as a responsible, all-American boy (and a great son-in-law to be) rather than a thug.

White privilege is when you can attend four different colleges in six years like Sarah Palin did (one of which you basically failed out of, then returned to after making up some coursework at a community college), and no one questions your intelligence or commitment to achievement, whereas a person of color who did this would be viewed as unfit for college, and probably someone who only got in in the first place because of affirmative action.

White privilege is when you can claim that being mayor of a town smaller than most medium-sized colleges, and then Governor of a state with about the same number of people as the lower fifth of the island of Manhattan, makes you ready to potentially be president, and people don't all piss on themselves with laughter, while being a black U.S. Senator, two-term state Senator, and constitutional law scholar, means you're "untested."

White privilege is being able to say that you support the words "under God" in the pledge of allegiance because "if it was good enough for the founding fathers, it's good enough for me," and not be immediately disqualified from holding office--since, after all, the pledge was written in the late 1800s and the "under God" part wasn't added until the 1950s--while believing that reading accused criminals and terrorists their rights (because, ya know, the Constitution, which you used to teach at a prestigious law school requires it), is a dangerous and silly idea only supported by mushy liberals.

White privilege is being able to be a gun enthusiast and not make people immediately scared of you. White privilege is being able to have a husband who was a member of an extremist political party that wants your state to secede from the Union, and whose motto was "Alaska first," and no one questions your patriotism or that of your family, while if you're black and your spouse merely fails to come to a 9/11 memorial so she can be home with her kids on the first day of school, people immediately think she's being disrespectful.

White privilege is being able to make fun of community organizers and the work they do--like, among other things, fight for the right of women to vote, or for civil rights, or the 8-hour workday, or an end to child labor--and people think you're being pithy and tough, but if you merely question the experience of a small town mayor and 18-month governor with no foreign policy expertise beyond a class she took in college--you're somehow being mean, or even sexist.

White privilege is being able to convince white women who don't even agree with you on any substantive issue to vote for you and your running mate anyway, because all of a sudden your presence on the ticket has inspired confidence in these same white women, and made them give your party a "second look."

White privilege is being able to fire people who didn't support your political campaigns and not be accused of abusing your power or being a typical politician who engages in favoritism, while being black and merely knowing some folks from the old-line political machines in Chicago means you must be corrupt.

White privilege is being able to attend churches over the years whose pastors say that people who voted for John Kerry or merely criticize George W. Bush are going to hell, and that the U.S. is an explicitly Christian nation and the job of Christians is to bring Christian theological principles into government, and who bring in speakers who say the conflict in the Middle East is God's punishment on Jews for rejecting Jesus, and everyone can still think you're just a good church-going Christian, but if you're black and friends with a black pastor who has noted (as have Colin Powell and the U.S. Department of Defense) that terrorist attacks are often the result of U.S. foreign policy and who talks about the history of racism and its effect on black people, you're an extremist who probably hates America.

White privilege is not knowing what the Bush Doctrine is when asked by a reporter, and then people get angry at the reporter for asking you such a "trick question," while being black and merely refusing to give one-word answers to the queries of Bill O'Reilly means you're dodging the question, or trying to seem overly intellectual and nuanced.

White privilege is being able to claim your experience as a POW has anything at all to do with your fitness for president, while being black and experiencing racism is, as Sarah Palin has referred to it a "light" burden.

And finally, white privilege is the only thing that could possibly allow someone to become president when he has voted with George W. Bush 90 percent of the time, even as unemployment is skyrocketing, people are losing their homes, inflation is rising, and the U.S. is increasingly isolated from world opinion, just because white voters aren't sure about that whole "change" thing. Ya know, it's just too vague and ill-defined, unlike, say, four more years of the same, which is very concrete and certain.

White privilege is, in short, the problem.

Tim Wise is the author of White Like Me (Soft Skull, 2005, revised 2008), and of Speaking Treason Fluently, publishing this month, also by Soft Skull. For review copies or interview requests, please reply to publicity@softskull.com

http://www.zcommunications.org/zspace/commentaries/3618

Thoughts?

What I did this weekend (preview):

Inti — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:09:05 GMT

Sooo I had my first photoshoot this weekend, and I think it went pretty well considering that it was my first "official" one and I'm really sick haha. Anyway, here are three preview pics that I got, and I should be getting the rest in the next couple days:

I can't wait to see the rest of them :)

In other news, I have my first exam on Fri, and another one on Mon. Laaaaaaaaaaame. The one on Fri is for my Modern Latin American history class, and it's an in-class essay. We're allowed to bring in an outline, and I spent a couple hours working on mine, and applying concepts we talked about in class to the situation happening in Bolivia today, but my TA just told me that we're restricted to only the material we've talked about in class. I'm pissed because the only country we've really talked about in any kind of detail is Cuba. It's frustrating that they wouldn't want us to take intellectual risks and apply what we learn to things happening today. LAME.

I'm also really sick, but I think I'm finally starting to get better. I ended up calling in to work today, skipping my first class, and sleeping til 1.30 hahaha. I woke up this morning and my jaw was so sore and swollen I couldn't swallow, and I was coughing up a bunch of green shit last night. Gross.

In conclusion, you should all check out this NY Times article about Sarah Palin and the kind of politics she REALLY practices (like banning books and blacklisting critics):
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/14/us/politics/14palin.html?em

MUAH!

Whew

Inti — Tue, 09 Sep 2008 06:28:08 GMT

Classes started last week, and it looks like it's going to be a pretty good, albeit REALLY busy semester with lots of reading and spending time outside of class in the archaeology lab. I stayed in and read all night on Sat, which was lame, but I'm really on top of things right now. Hopefully I'll be able to keep it up. Bye-bye, social life! So here are the classes I'm taking right now, the * means I need it to graduate:

Emergence of Human Cultures*
Human Skeletal Anatomy*
Luso-Afro-Brazilian Lit*
History of Modern Latin America
Sexuality and Violence seminar

Pretty interesting stuff. The anatomy class is going to be rough, though. We have 4 practical exams where we have to identify bone fragments. Fun.

Ugh so there's this guy who I met when I was a freshman named Andy. He's not a student, and he's actually really, really annoying and is one of those people who has to prove what a badass he is to everyone. One night my sophomore year we were talking and he told me that he could have dated me, but he couldn't anymore (like I was even interested) because I was too fat. I stopped talking to him after that, but lately he's been calling me like every other day at all hours of the night. I don't ever answer, but he doesn't get the hint, I guess. I think he also lives really close to here, so I definitely don't want him finding out where I live. Creepy.

I have to go to the girlie doctor next week to make sure I don't have any precancerous cells in me. I'm flipping the fuck out. I know I need to go, but I always get hardcore panic attacks when I'm there. Andres said he would come with me, which is awesome. My mom said she would try to come out if I need to go the next step and get shit removed. That's been kind of stressful on top of school starting, but I'm really lucky to have a good group of friends, including some of the wonderful ladies here, who have been making sure I'm okay.

Oh! Time for good news! The fabulous LadyLazarus is setting up a shoot for us in October! The guy is going to do a set for her, one for me, and one of the both of us! I love that lady longtime :) Now that means I have to get my ass in gear and ask Andres to take some full body shots of me for my model application haha

One of the kitties is laying on my back and kneading my head. It's adorable.

I just got this new book from Amazon called Fujimori's Peru. It's about Alberto Fujimori's presidency in Peru, from his dealings with the Sendero Luminoso (Shining Path) to the death squads he has recently been accused of forming. I can't wait to start reading it. I just need the time...

I'm rambling. Time for bed!

PS: Palin and McCain are the first horsemen of the apocalypse, and if they get elected, Andres and I are seriously considering moving to Bolivia, Chile, or Venezuela. Now I'll leave you with something happy:

Pictures

Inti — Fri, 29 Aug 2008 00:07:12 GMT

Here are some pictures of me that Andres took. He's so talented :)

My grandma's dog Buster and I

Me and Bingey and Andres.

There will be more in my "Things Andres Did" folder. I don't want to break the site :)

New Beginnings

Inti — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 23:48:37 GMT

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A (not so) brief update

Inti — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 23:11:50 GMT

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My recent absences

Inti — Sat, 12 Jul 2008 23:06:09 GMT

You all know about my living situation. Things have really only gotten worse since I came back from Peru. So, to save myself a ton of stress, I have been staying with Andres. After a recent blowup, he asked me to move in with him for the last month before my lease in the Land of Hatred ends and I can move in to my wonderful new place. I, of course, said yes. So I am in the process of packing all my shit up and moving things like clothes and books over to his place. Unfortunately, he doesn't have internet of any kind, so my ability to get on DN has been seriously, and tragically, impeded. But soon I will be back online and checking in compulsively. Just know that I miss and love you all and will be back as soon as my life is more stable (and I don't risk getting the cops called on me when I go home).

In the meantime, enjoy this picture of me that Andres took out on the speedboat on the 4th of July:

Peruvian Adventures II: Lake Titicaca

Inti — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 20:18:46 GMT

So, my second weekend in Cusco, my friends Chris and Lexi and I decided that we wanted to do this cultural immersion weekend program up at Lake Titicaca (okay, laugh now. I really don't see why that's funny after middle school). We caught a bus to Puno, the main port city on the Peruvian side of the lake, on Friday night and got there at 5am on Saturday. Luckily we had a hostel, so we were able to sleep for a couple hours there before we were picked up at 7am. We met up with another woman who was going on our tour - a Norwegian named Lisan. She was really cool. We got to the docks at around 7.30 and met up with the rest of our group:

Our tour guide was really nice, and he told us that our group name was "Cusi Group", which means 'happy' in Quechua. "Cusi cusi" means spider. Anyway, we set off around 8 for our first destination - the man-made floating islands of Uros:

These islands are man-made out of reeds and the root systems of the reeds growing in the lake. They also eat the reeds because apparently they are good for tooth enamel. We got to try some and damn, they were tasty.

These tapestries are absolutely stunning.

We left Uros around 10 and began the 2 and a half hour boat ride to Amanteni island, where we would spend the night with host families.

Amanteni

Once we got to Amanteni, we met our host families and went back to their houses for lunch/naps til we met again to climb to the shrine at the top of the island to watch the sunset. Lexi and I ended up staying together and Chris went off with a lady we met called Joan. For lunch we had a bowl of potatoes, Andean carrots, and fried cheese (which was deeeeelicious). Then we took a nap and went to the meeting spot to go watch the sunset.

After the sunset, we walked back down the mountain and met up with our families. They took us back home and we ate dinner. Lexi and I read in our room by candlelight (they don't have electricity there) until our host family's granddaughter asked us to eat in the kitchen with them. Upon entering, I was greeted with the smell of an adobe wood-burning stove. It was amazing. Dinner was potatoes and rice with carrots and peas and quinowa soup. Delicious. We talked with our host family, and our dad was telling us how to say things in Quechua. After dinner, our host mom dressed us up in their traditional clothes and took us to a party they threw for us where they taught us how to dance and showed us some of their dances. The night sky was so beautiful and clear - you could even see the Milky Way from there.

Yes, I was wearing my fleece under it. It was COLD!

Chris, me, and Lexi

The next morning, we set sail for Taquile island.

We had the most delicious lunch of fresh trout and picante. Then we had to head back to Puno, which was really sad. Oh, and we lost one of the people in our group. Our guide had told everyone to meet at the plaza at noon for lunch (keep in mind that it's a very small plaza) and he never showed up. We waited for a little while, then our guide took us to lunch and went back to look for him. We never ended up finding him, and left without him. He was really weird though. His name was Vincente and he was an Italian banker who had been living in NY for 12 years and he didn't say a word the whole trip, he just videotaped everything. Then, on Taquile, he asked about abortion. It was the most random question ever.

We got back to Puno around 4 and went exploring for a while, but it was kind of a depressing and shady city. One street kid told Chris that he was going to steal her shoes, so we (we had banded up with some of the other girls on our trip) ended up going to this restaurant called Machu Pizza (horrible, I know) that actually had decent food and sat there for like 2 hours until it was time to go to the bus station. We all ended up sitting pretty close together, which was pretty cool, and we got back to Cusco around 5am. It was a really incredible trip. I'll put more pics up in my Peru folder. I'm trying really hard to be choosy about what I put in my journals, but it's so difficult haha

Well, I hope everyone had a good 4th of July! My parents came up from CO to see my grandma, so I took Andres out to meet everyone. They LOVED him, which is awesome. And we cooked up a storm, which of course was popular. He also got some great pics of me on the boat that I'll put up once he edits them.

Stay tuned for more Peruvian adventures!

EDIT:
Name change! A Quechua tribute to the experience that changed my life...