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Wet Canyon

Ivan and I have breakfast at 5:30 am on November 20, 2012. 

The group left on the bus at 6 am. 

We stopped at a traditional village named Maca. 


Women with alpacas and eagles were taking photos with the tourists.  Girls were dancing in traditional outfits around the fountains with the colonial church in the background. 

We saw Pre-Inca terraces.


The bus started driving towards Colca Canyon.  Jesus took us on a 45 minute walk which wasn’t a hard hike.  I felt a little out of breath since it’s really high.  The highest point of Colca Canyon is 3,600 meters (11811 feet).  I do get effected by altitude sickness with headaches and shortness of breath while walking.

Ivan bought a slingshot earlier and he was trying to hit the condors with rocks. 


We saw 2 condors towards the viewpoint which was miles away from us. 

Jesus guided the group further.  He told us that we had an hour to spare and where to meet the bus.  I think an hour is too long unless you’re really keen on seeing the condors. 


Colca Canyon was alright – not too impressive.  I’d rather see the Grand Canyon.

Ivan and I walked up to Condor Cross viewpoint.  There were no sign of any condors though.  Ivan and I checked out the merchandise for sale like socks, rocks and postcards with condors on them.


Ivan and I shared a avocado and cheese sandwich made with a lady in traditional dress.

We started walking to the bus.  I saw two condors up above us, but Ivan had the camera so I didn’t get a chance to snap one.

The group piled onto the bus.  Jesus kept talking on the bus.  I couldn’t understand everything he was saying.  Not many people were really paying attention.  He told us some words, I think Andean.  The only one I remember is caca means uncle.  He told us way too many.  I think a few words would have sufficed.

The bus drove back to Chivay where we had a lunch buffet at Sumac Wasi.  Ivan and I are vegetarians so there wasn’t much choice.  The fried trout was so very tasty.  Ivan asked for more.  It was the most popular thing in the buffet.  Ty told me the rest of the food wasn’t very good.  They brought out more that Ivan grabbed a few.  I went to get some and it was gone.  Jesus said Do you want trout?  I said yes.  The lady brought out the bowl and I took more.  I think we ate all their trout!  Ivan said they weren’t prepared for the hungry gringos. 

After lunch, we drove for an hour and a half to Patahuasi.  Frida our Oasis truck was waiting for us along with the rest of the group. 

Franco started driving us at 2 pm. 

Ivan’s the best DJ on the truck.  So, he played lots of fun music during our drive.  I don’t get it though.  Ivan played a really fun Fatboy Slim mix a few weeks ago and most people didn’t like it.. but most people were dancing the Macarena and to the Spice Girls today.  It’s great to have cool, upbeat music on a long drive since it makes the time go by faster.

It was a bush camp night where we camp on the side of the road.  This time our camp site was in a rock quarry and it was raining. 

Everybody in the group except us started setting up their tents.  Ivan wanted to wait until it stopped raining or until the rain died down.  The truck bitches set up a tent for the group.  Our cool group leader Mel was working on dinner.

It wasn’t raining as hard, so Ivan and I went to set up our tent and put the flysheet up. 


We grabbed our sleeping bags and rolls mats and took them to the tent.  Our pants were wet, so we changed our pants.  Our hands were so cold.

Rocks started falling and Mel advised everybody they should move their tents to the other side where our tent was located.  It was a wise move since somebody could get seriously hurt.

For dinner, Mel cooked up a lovely vegetarian soup which was great comfort food since it was still raining hard. 

Everybody went to their tent early since it was too cold to hang out.

Ivan and I watched a weird movie called Tony and then we went to sleep early at 9 pm.


Indian Rain

Ivan, Lil Dave and I took the train into Central London at 1 pm on July 4, 2012.  We had lunch at the healthy restaurant Leon. Ivan loved it – I wasn’t so much of a fan.

We went to see the musical Singin’ in the Rain


The story is about 1920’s Hollywood and the silent movies are very popular.  Don Lockwood and Lina Lamont are the biggest movie stars.  But, the talking movies are new and gaining popularity.  So, the studio decides to make a talkie with dancing and singing.  It’s a great story and the dancing and singing are wonderful.  I would definitely recommend this musical.  When the actors dance in the rain.. at the end of the musical, it seemed like they were splashing the audience on purpose too much.  Ivan thought that they should just dance and sometimes the audience would get splashed.  He thought it was a bit too farcical that they were splashing the crowd so much. 

After the musical, we rushed to the tube to head to Liverpool Station.  We walked to Spitalfields Market.  We’d be making our own Gromit from Wallace and Gromit.  Gotta love these cool free events!  We all got some white, brown and black clay and an instruction sheet.  Jim Parkyn from Aardaman Animations was there telling us what to do. 


I was having a bit of trouble making the clay look like the clay in the instruction sheet.


My dog was starting to look like AT-AT Walker from Star Wars.  Lil Dave was helping me, but he wasn’t really being much help.  He wanted to make a banana instead. Ivan was doing pretty good though.  Our friend Jo met up with us late and started making his own dog without following the directions very closely.  Ivan’s Gromit turned out the best.


We started walking towards Brick Lane.  This street is filled with great Indian restaurants.  Its literally Indian restaurant after Indian restaurant….We went to Aladin for dinner since Ivan saw it was highly rated on Tripadvisor.  For starters, we got poppadums. 

Ivan and I shared balti fish curry, and a vegetable jalfrezi.  Lil Dave got a banana poppadum, banana naan and chicken jalfrazie.  Our waiters were all so very nice – I thought they were over the top nice which was a bit annoying.  We chatted about life, traveling and our first honeymoon in Alaska.  I thought the food was quite tasty, while Jo thought it was just average. 

Ivan thought we should go to a pub and have a drink.  Jo was feeling tired.  We said that he should get a coffee to wake up.  We started walking around.  I saw Dirty Dicks pub and thought we should go there.  Jo ran into an old schoolmate that he hasn’t seen in 15 years.  This guy right away told us that he ran a hedge fund.  I had no clue what that was.  He kept saying it over and over.  Nobody was impressed.  We met Raul and his friend Aristotle.  Ivan and I thought it funny that his name was Aristotle.  Who names their kid Aristotle? That’s like naming your kid Zeus or Hercules.  Aristotle looked Indian, but he was Venezuelan. 

Ivan asked if Raul had a Facebook and he said he couldn’t have one because he owned a hedge fund.  What does that matter?  Jo asked what he does with the hedge fund, but he said he couldn’t say.  Ivan asked what he are is it in – he said Futures.  Ok, what does that mean?!

Raul was full of lies.  Jo tried to get his phone number and he mumbled something.  Jo ended up paying for Raul’s whiskey.  He asked for his e-mail and he stormed off.  He was drunk and a pathological liar.  Some people have problems.

Jo reckons that Raul has been jealous of Jo since school and he felt the need to lie to make himself look better.  All it did was confirm that he was a big twat.

We chatted about our upcoming Ibiza and Barcelona trip and drank cider.


Ivan, Jo and I get along really well.  I really wish Jo lived in Las Vegas.  We’d have so much fun there!

We walked to the bus stop.  Jo had to go the other direction.  When the number 8 bus came, Jo had to hurry across the street.  We said good-bye and waited for our bus to come which took awhile for some reason.

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