Wednesday, October 12, 2005
me vs. la hermana
Meté la pata (I stuck my foot in my mouth).
A few days ago at the orphanage one of the workers announced to the hermana "Did you hear the news? Two men got married in Trujillo yesterday."
Extremely disturbed, the hermana responded "that is happening all the time in Spain now, but I cant believe here too. What is this world coming to?"
Shocked that in such a Catholic country two gay men were able to legally get married, I, unable to keep my mouth shut, declared "QUE BUENO!"
The hermana gave me the evil eye, but the girls at the orphanage were surprised and intrigued. I was quickly overwhelmed with questions, ¨"why do you think this is good?", "DO you believe in dios?", "No crees que eso sea malo?". To which I could only respond, "This is a great step for human rights."
Mental note: avoid la hermana
In the last week:
I also attended a 36 hour party celebrating the small town of Icochan, in which i danced, drank, and partied with very drunk Peruvians in the pouring rain. Unable to stay awake the whole night, we went to bed at 2:30, only to be woken up by still very drunken peruvians at 7 am singing happy birthday and yelling, get up crazy gringos!!!
I started giving an English conversation class at the NGO SNV. It specializes in development projects from farms to small businesses. i met my peruvian grandpa (well i want him to be my peruvian grandpa) he is a civil engineer, specializing in water and we talked about the Peruvian government, south american relations, Bush, and travel.
Saw a west african peruvian dance.
Had another bout of food poisoning.
A few days ago at the orphanage one of the workers announced to the hermana "Did you hear the news? Two men got married in Trujillo yesterday."
Extremely disturbed, the hermana responded "that is happening all the time in Spain now, but I cant believe here too. What is this world coming to?"
Shocked that in such a Catholic country two gay men were able to legally get married, I, unable to keep my mouth shut, declared "QUE BUENO!"
The hermana gave me the evil eye, but the girls at the orphanage were surprised and intrigued. I was quickly overwhelmed with questions, ¨"why do you think this is good?", "DO you believe in dios?", "No crees que eso sea malo?". To which I could only respond, "This is a great step for human rights."
Mental note: avoid la hermana
In the last week:
I also attended a 36 hour party celebrating the small town of Icochan, in which i danced, drank, and partied with very drunk Peruvians in the pouring rain. Unable to stay awake the whole night, we went to bed at 2:30, only to be woken up by still very drunken peruvians at 7 am singing happy birthday and yelling, get up crazy gringos!!!
I started giving an English conversation class at the NGO SNV. It specializes in development projects from farms to small businesses. i met my peruvian grandpa (well i want him to be my peruvian grandpa) he is a civil engineer, specializing in water and we talked about the Peruvian government, south american relations, Bush, and travel.
Saw a west african peruvian dance.
Had another bout of food poisoning.
// posted by Becca @ 7:40 AM 
