I am a rock; I am an island.
Does that Simon and Garfunkel lyric have any significance to
this blog? Nope. Sure doesn’t. I’ve just been on a bit of a Simon and Garfunkel
kick lately.
Welp. It’s official. The semester is over; exams were given,
brows were furrowed, chocolate bribes were accepted and grades were noted. I
taught my first real semester, y’all. Aside from the large amount of work, it
was great. I learned a lot lot. Also, I finally convinced my students – all
three classes worth – that I am indeed, actually, funny. Sort of. Hey, you take
what you can get.
Quick story: Yesterday was the last day. We administered our
oral exams, turned in our books and keys, etc. Tradition dictates a gathering
of teachers shall occupy a nearby pub for a coffee or something perhaps a bit
stronger (or in my case: two hamburgers, a basket of fries and cheese sticks…
and chips with hummus). Well, at this little club now stuffed with suits and
ties and formality, a Peruvian band that covered nothing but classic rock songs
(DOUBLE BONUS) happened to play ‘The Wall’ by Pink Floyd. What did all of the
teachers do, you ask? Well, we all stood up and yelled, “HEY! TEACHA! LEAVE
THOSE KIDS ALONE!” then proceeded to air guitar. No, I don’t have any pictures
of this. I’m sorry. Perhaps if I was a better writer, I could paint the scene
with words. But I can’t. Anywho. I thought it was a bit funny? I mean, it’s
fine if you don’t… I just wanted to share. Fine! I won’t next time. Nerd.
I believe this will be my last weekend in Arequipa. My
roomie and I were supposed to head South to Arica, Chile, but we both had some
things pop up that needed to be attended to. Being that it is our last weekend
here, I believe we are going to join a few friends and make our way to the
country side tomorrow. Yes, you’re right – this sounds very familiar. I promise
I’m not going to cry hysterically like I did last time if it doesn’t work out.
Either way, that’s the plan. Sunday is birthday. I plan on eating a lot of
expensive, traditional Peruvian cuisine on everyone else’s expense. What? At
least I’m honest about it. Ooo! A Tom Collins, too. I’ve been wanting some good
gin ever since I met that British couple a few weeks back.
Concerning pictures, this blog is rather dry. I think what I
may do is wait to get to the U.S. to get all of my film developed where it will
serve as a flood of memories that will most likely make me very anxious and
hungry. Phew. Long sentence.
Next week - Thursday, to be exact – I head to Puno, home of
Lake Titicaca. I will stay there in hostels and with families only to start
work on Monday. Hopefully, I will be able to visit some of the old Incan
ceremonial sites while I’m there. Well, I better. I’ll be mega-pissed if I
don’t. The rest of the travel itinerary concerning work has not changed. I
still have yet to figure out my exact travel plans for when I finish work on
July 28th. I’ll keep you updated.
Until then,
Jonathon
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