I’ve learned the literally meaning of don’t mess with the bull or you will get the horns. So my host mom and I were going to Chota for the weekly Sunday Market. She is in the trunk I’m by the window squashed in the back seat with 3 women and a 4-5 year old, and don’t forget the two women in front with the driver. We have barely started going when we see this old man fighting with his cows…aka 2 bulls! So one of the ladies from my row gets out to help the old man. By helping it means throwing rocks at the bulls head!!!!! First think that is plain stupid to throw anything at an animal that can easily gut you. Haha. Anyways the bulls finally start walking in the direction they are suppose to, the same way we are going. When the lady gets back in and were all settled we caught up to the old man. Well he has control of one bull but the other is way ahead. We pass him and the one bull but when we try to pass the second it had finally had enough of people bothering it. SO it puts its head down into charge position towards us. Not only towards us but towards the window where I’m sittin’!!!!!!!!!!!!!It got close enough to us that I could see its nose streaks the entire way to Chota. Life flashing before my eyes and all I can think of is Jurassic Park when the T-REX flips the car and it eventually falls over the cliff. Which my cliff is not that steep but still could have been an extremely bad day. Ha ha.
Anyways the new stuff with me is that I’m cold! We are really gettin rainy season started the right way. But it sure drops the temperature! Right now my nose is a constant little drip…get mental imagery! At least I’m finally starting to earn my keep here. Have begun my encuestas/ surveys of the community. All I can say if I do to many my body is going to be rockin. Why? Because I gotta hike all over kingdom come to find people and there is mud everywhere that prevents you from going up and makes you go down faster than you want. Yesterday I taught my first class ever. It was for 7 kids that showed up and mainly English but it was not as bad as I thought it would be. However still not great! Have little to no idea what I’m doing. After an hour and a half I gave up and said lets end early since it is the first day. Now how am I suppose to keep saying that throughout the next two months? Also, the people hear can talk and talk and talk. When I am walking to and from the school or health post to my house they all want you to sit down talk and eat something. All please leave me alone I’m on my way home for a reason and other times it is I don’t want to sit here forever with you. I just want to make some small chit chat for a few minutes and then be on my merry way.
I have learned that the things out of your reach are what you crave the most. For instance, they don’t really eat chips here in Chota. You can only find personal size bags. I find myself craving a huge bag of any kind of chip would be so incredibly good right now. Which I’ve always been more of a salty person than a sweet and here the bread is sweet, the coffee is sweet, the milk is sweet, the yogurt is sweet (sweeter than normal), etc. I need SALT!!!!!
Oh another great story from the last few weeks. I had a close meeting with the Shit Your Pants Club, my application was yet again just barely turned down. So it was the first time I have really been sick since I’ve been here. I’m pretty sure that I had food poisoning, but here is the scoop: went to Chota with my cousin we had as close to a steak as we are gonna get for the next two years for lunch and continued on my merry way doing the shit I needed to do. But on the ride home my stomach really really started to feel weird and sharp pains shooting through me. Yeah for being on the slow combi for once! Anyways get to site and ask the nearest house if I could use their bathroom. Got in just in time for the explosion to start and then proceeded to vomit…yeah me! Anyways got my stomach under control long enough to walk up the hill to my house. Didn’t tell my family I was home but I was running to the letrina and then laying on my bed as still as can be. They saw my light at dinner time and got super concerned when I didn’t want to eat. So they ate and then the nights entertainment was ME!!!!!!!!!! Meaning the whole family decided the only way I would feel better is if they come into my room and watch me get up and run to the bathroom every few minutes. Guess I needed moral support for that Shit to come out of me…ahhhhhhhhh! So all the pressure and strain made me truly cry for the first time hear in front of my entire family. Not something that I particularly enjoy! Anyways after about 5-6 straight hours of pooping and occasionally vomiting finally had nothing left inside of me and feel asleep. Felt awful the next day but I’m thankful that I didn’t wake up to a bed full of shit. Gotta look on the bright side of life, right? haha
Well if I think of any more great stories I will post them soon because I'm in my capital city for a meeting so guess what that means....internet for the day! Couldn't be more excited! Love from Peru
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