Lots of Quechua today. Today I learned past tense (pasado simple y imperfecto) and more words. Jesus, the director of Amigos Spanish school, invited me to come see the local students that the Amigos supports with him. Also I went to the market with Josie. Had lunch around 1:30 (so hungry) of soup, rice with potato, chicken, and pepper, and peppers and corn. It was good, but I think after this semester, I won’t be able to look at another potato for a while. At lunch I pulled out the conversations hearts my mom convinced me to bring, and we read the phrases out loud while I translated. How do you translate “Shake it?” to a Peruvian grandmother? Overall I think they were a hit. Raul copied a piece of Quechua down for me. He’s a gem.
This afternoon I ate chocolate and napped until meeting Laura at 4:30 pm. While waiting, I met a kid Kevin who called himself Pablo Picasso and tried to sell me his artwork. Talk about panache. I told him when I was rich and old, then I would buy his cards. Soon enough Laura arrived and we wandered around San Blas a bit. San Blas is artsy historic district, a neighborhood with practically vertical streets close to plaza de armas. It has a cool central square and, like the rest of Cusco, many dogs. We looked for the San Cristobal Church but didn’t find it on this trip but did discover what is apparently one of Peru’s famed gay and lesbian nightclubs and a pre-Colombian art museum. I hope Josie and I will be able to wander around there for a bit tomorrow.
Then we headed to cooking class at Fairplay. We “made” (we actually only snapped peas and peeled potatoes) papas rellenas or stuffed potatoes. The whole process took about two and a half hours. The class attracts quiet a crowd: students form fairplay, but also friends and guests of students who have heard about the program. Margaux brought in a giant cake that we shared. Tomorrow is the soccer match (turns out it is actually a scrimmage…the real match is Saturday).
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