<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362</id><updated>2011-09-05T06:45:16.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harnessing his inner che</title><subtitle type='html'>This is an account of Joseph's trip to Peru. The posts are a result of his trip emails sent to various people and compiled by Me. You'll notice there are no pictures from the trip. He lost my camera.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113502583264992919</id><published>2005-12-19T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:21:42.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>12/19/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey here are some pictures some guys left on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone steals my (Jacob's) camera, I steal someone else's pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/DVC00445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/DVC00445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/DVC00425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/DVC00425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/DVC00364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/DVC00364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/DSCF3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/DSCF3083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/DSCF3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/DSCF3075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/DSCF3067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/DSCF3067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113502583264992919?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113502583264992919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113502583264992919' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113502583264992919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113502583264992919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113502535847510161</id><published>2005-12-19T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:49:18.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aguas Calientes (Machupicchu)</title><content type='html'>12/18/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;the strike ended wednesday afternoon, so i didn´t have to hike the rail&lt;br /&gt;afterall. but of course, my tour company (inca wasi) is not the one that&lt;br /&gt;told me! i found out through another travel company that was touting tours&lt;br /&gt;on the street. so i went back to inca wasi at around 8 pm wed. night and&lt;br /&gt;asked that they book me on the train. i know everyone in that office i have&lt;br /&gt;been there so often. let´s see, there is walter (who i like the least, and&lt;br /&gt;yes... i have a nick name for him: senor diablo 2), and yanet who is&lt;br /&gt;semi-helpful. kiki is the one with the best english-who is often made&lt;br /&gt;middle man between me and walter, pedro and julio are the gophers who speak&lt;br /&gt;less english than i speak spanish. there are like 3 other people, but they&lt;br /&gt;are like extras on a movie set, and they get minor mention in the credits.&lt;br /&gt;there is more to the story... but i am getting off track: i caught the&lt;br /&gt;train and made it out here. it is beautiful. the andes are something to&lt;br /&gt;behold. once again i find myself regretting not going on the hike. but&lt;br /&gt;avoiding pain is a strong motivator.&lt;br /&gt;machu picchu is amazing. i have been to ruins in mexico and laos, cambodia;&lt;br /&gt;what is so special about machu picchu is its position in the mountains. to&lt;br /&gt;stand there among those temples and view the vastness of the andes around&lt;br /&gt;you is something to experience. the structure is not completely&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable by itself, but when considering the that the incans transported&lt;br /&gt;those rocks into those mountains, it blows me away.&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113502535847510161?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113502535847510161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113502535847510161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113502535847510161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113502535847510161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/aguas-calientes-machupicchu.html' title='Aguas Calientes (Machupicchu)'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113468431280701964</id><published>2005-12-15T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T14:05:12.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cusco, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/15/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;this email is gonna be long i think... so if you don´t have time to read&lt;br /&gt;it... just delete it... there isn´t anything too important in here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;just some ramblings and observations. but i am doing well, been pretty busy&lt;br /&gt;today, and i really like cusco a lot. it is an old incan city with a&lt;br /&gt;spanish colonial city built on top of it. there are numerous cathedrals and&lt;br /&gt;old spanish colonial architecture - all built on top of the incan city.&lt;br /&gt;jacob, you asked about rent-a-friend? well, it is in full force here in&lt;br /&gt;peru. (and for those of you that don´t know what rent-a-friend is: when you&lt;br /&gt;travel, it is oftentimes more entertaining to travel with someone local -&lt;br /&gt;you can get a better perspective of the country and its culture. of course,&lt;br /&gt;you could always hire a tour guide, but that is less personal and less&lt;br /&gt;interesting... and its not renting a friend, it is renting a tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. so in traveling, i have been lucky to find situations where we meet&lt;br /&gt;someone, and they don´t have a set schedule, (some people don´t have&lt;br /&gt;regular jobs due to economic circumstances of their country) so we invite&lt;br /&gt;them along, or have them show us around, and buy them lunch, give them a&lt;br /&gt;small monetary gift at the end of the day, and there you have it:&lt;br /&gt;rent-a-friend. it has worked really well in laos and then in cuba. but&lt;br /&gt;cambodia was a bust because they tried to cheat us.) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;well... paul and edgar met this guy, alex (real name, rosell or something&lt;br /&gt;like that), on monday that was selling sunglasses. (fake namebrands) and&lt;br /&gt;then on tuesday, edgar and paul met him again while i was at the internet&lt;br /&gt;cafe, and when i got over there, edgar had negotiated for him to show us&lt;br /&gt;around. he took us to the market, we bought him (and ourselves) freshly&lt;br /&gt;made fruit juice. but i think that when we paid him, edgar should have paid&lt;br /&gt;more because he mostly spoke spanish. well, since edgar and paul were&lt;br /&gt;leaving the next day, i asked him to show me around. so we went around some&lt;br /&gt;yesterday and some today... and today he bought me lunch (which is the true&lt;br /&gt;sign of rent-a-friend, when they reciprocate). i think we will meet up with&lt;br /&gt;him again when paul, edgar and i get back from machu picchu... if we get&lt;br /&gt;back.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;see, currently there is a strike going on, which effects the train service,&lt;br /&gt;which ultimately effects me. since i opted out of the incan trail, this was&lt;br /&gt;my option for getting up to machu picchu. and i am not sure what the strike&lt;br /&gt;is about exactly... but i know that there are some charges of curruption,&lt;br /&gt;and that last week the porters that take tourists on the incan trail were&lt;br /&gt;striking and blocking the train because they wanted some sort of health care&lt;br /&gt;to cover the injuries sustained while on the trek. (they do the treks many&lt;br /&gt;times a month, and many have sustained back injuries, etc., with no way to&lt;br /&gt;get treatment. some are in their 50s and 60s, and one tourist told me that&lt;br /&gt;they had a porter that was 16, even though legally they can´t work the trail&lt;br /&gt;until they are 18.)&lt;br /&gt;well, i have been back and forth with the tour company about how i am to&lt;br /&gt;get up to machu picchu. they suggested that i go by train on saturday&lt;br /&gt;(leaving at 6 am, and returning on the 4 pm train). it is a 4 hour train&lt;br /&gt;ride, so this would leave very little time up at machu picchu. but the&lt;br /&gt;other issue is that the train may not be in service on saturday, which would&lt;br /&gt;strand paul and edgar up there in the mountains. for sure the train is not&lt;br /&gt;in service today or tomorrow. so i was kinda stressing out about it. i&lt;br /&gt;mean, i didn´t come on this trip to hike the incan trail, but i did want to&lt;br /&gt;see machu picchu. so time is running out, and our tickets for lima are&lt;br /&gt;tuesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i have decided: i will hike up the length of the train&lt;br /&gt;track up to machu picchu. i will start at the begin point of the incan&lt;br /&gt;trail and finish at agua calientes, the stopping point for the train. the&lt;br /&gt;incan trail is 45 km, while my hike will be 30 km. i don´t know what that&lt;br /&gt;is in miles, but i know its not that short, and i won´t have a guide... it&lt;br /&gt;will just be me (and maybe some other crazy tourists that are worried they&lt;br /&gt;may have come all this way just to miss out on seeing machu picchu...)&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. but it obviously is not as difficult as the incan trail cause i&lt;br /&gt;will do it in one day and there aren´t the huge mountain peaks to cross.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... i am leaving on a bus at 6:30 am and riding with a tour group&lt;br /&gt;that will hike the incan trail. but we will split ways; i will go on the&lt;br /&gt;train tracks and they will go on the trail. exciting huh? hehehe. so i get&lt;br /&gt;to pack for a trek afterall. the funny thing is that i bought the same&lt;br /&gt;cheese and bread that edgar and paul bought. but i HAVE to pack food and&lt;br /&gt;water, cause i don´t have a porter to do all that for me. either way, it&lt;br /&gt;wil be exciting... and i am sure paul will be proud of me. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;well, hope yall are having a good christmas season. i will email when i&lt;br /&gt;can. maybe in couple of days after i get back from machu picchu? i don´t&lt;br /&gt;know if there is internet up there.&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113468431280701964?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113468431280701964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113468431280701964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113468431280701964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113468431280701964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/cusco-peru_15.html' title='Cusco, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113457921654749367</id><published>2005-12-14T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T08:53:36.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cusco, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/14/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul and edgar left this morning for the incan trail hike. i will see them&lt;br /&gt;up there later in the week. i definitely have mixed feelings about not&lt;br /&gt;going. but in reality, it was never my thing to begin with. so i am here&lt;br /&gt;in cusco after passing on multiple opportuinties to change my mind about&lt;br /&gt;going on that trek.&lt;br /&gt;but i will now tke the opportunity to make fun of paul and edgar a little&lt;br /&gt;bit (or a lot)... cause of course, i am feeling lesser than them since i&lt;br /&gt;didn´t go, and so to make myself feel better, i will write the following:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday paul and edgar were all over town preparing for this trip. i just&lt;br /&gt;kinda followed along cause i had no other plans. so it was one of my most&lt;br /&gt;uneventful days so far. well, they went crazy with the preparations. i&lt;br /&gt;mean, it is good to be prepared, but one must realize - everything they buy&lt;br /&gt;for the trek, they have to carry on the trek. and they are climbing some&lt;br /&gt;6000 feet in one day, and then back down the next!&lt;br /&gt;well, they didn´t trust that the tour company would supply them with enough&lt;br /&gt;food, so they bought enough for 4 days (without the tour company´s food at&lt;br /&gt;all). they bought this huge block of queso, (the stinky cheese that i love)&lt;br /&gt;and a pack of red bull (which, with all the caffeine, is not gonna help with&lt;br /&gt;hydration). they also bought this large bag of sweet bread... that is&lt;br /&gt;garaunteed to get squished... but unfortunately squishing it won´t make it&lt;br /&gt;any lighter. they bought some large pack of roots and leaves which are some&lt;br /&gt;supposed herbal remedy for the altitude. but anyway, that gives you the&lt;br /&gt;basic idea.&lt;br /&gt;paul and edgar kinda reminded me of myself when i was 12 years old and&lt;br /&gt;attended my first summer scout camp at camp avondale. i packed so much&lt;br /&gt;stuff, you woulda thought i was going for a month. i remember with&lt;br /&gt;subsequent camping trips i packed less and less... until today, when i go&lt;br /&gt;camping, i just make sure i got a toothbrush and some soap. (soap can work&lt;br /&gt;for bathing, shampooing, and brushing one´s teeth. and if you take&lt;br /&gt;palmolive, you can also use it for washing dishes) so last night they were&lt;br /&gt;up for 2 hours packing their goods. and you shoulda seen how big and heavy&lt;br /&gt;their packs got. edgar was the funniest, cause he even packed his psp,&lt;br /&gt;i-pod, and his combo TV-VCR. paul, whose pack wasn´t that much lighter,&lt;br /&gt;kept telling him to unload things, so he did. he unloaded some cologne, a&lt;br /&gt;few magizines, his extra jacket, a bottle of some local beverage known for&lt;br /&gt;high alcohol content, and his big bottle of shampoo and body wash. i mean,&lt;br /&gt;where are they going? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i was going on the trek just so i could show them how light&lt;br /&gt;you can pack and still get by for the 4 days. i mean, do you really need to&lt;br /&gt;bring along 2 litres of water when the tour company has told you they will&lt;br /&gt;provide it, and also that its available for purchase along the trail?&lt;br /&gt;hehhehe...&lt;br /&gt;ok, i am really just having fun. it is good to be prepared, as every eagle&lt;br /&gt;scout knows... which is why i didn´t go on the hike. it has been&lt;br /&gt;interesting to watch edgar and paul (especially paul) because so much of&lt;br /&gt;their energy and focus has been on this trek. they took this peru trip in&lt;br /&gt;order to make this trek up the incan trail. so i is hard for me to describe&lt;br /&gt;the significance of it for the both of them. but i can appreciate their&lt;br /&gt;preparations more than what i´ve let on here. it almost seems to be&lt;br /&gt;somewhat of a spiritual experience for paul, and he really sees it as&lt;br /&gt;pitting himself against himself... as a way to test his limits and&lt;br /&gt;abilities. so it was difficult for them to understand my reluctance towards&lt;br /&gt;the trip, and, for the past couple of days, my indifference to it.&lt;br /&gt;i am sure they will be fine. i have talked with several other people here&lt;br /&gt;in peru that have done the trek, and some of them are not that physically&lt;br /&gt;fit. paul and edgar can get up mt. si in no time, so i think they will do&lt;br /&gt;well with this. (only those heavy packs may slow them down).&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113457921654749367?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113457921654749367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113457921654749367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113457921654749367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113457921654749367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/cusco-peru_14.html' title='Cusco, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113451056744579735</id><published>2005-12-13T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:49:27.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should help give some perspective to his trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/1600/750x750_peru_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6770/1643/400/750x750_peru_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450841533040893</id><published>2005-12-13T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:13:35.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cusco, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/13/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;how are yall doing... things are well here, cusco is a beautiful city. and&lt;br /&gt;its official: i will not be hiking the incan trail. it has been a bit of a&lt;br /&gt;hassle, getting the tour company to change my booking. but i went into the&lt;br /&gt;office yesterday and made it happen &lt;american&gt; i am sad to admit.&lt;br /&gt;the problem is that they wanted me to pay extra for changing my booking&lt;br /&gt;(from the hike to the train) they said if i had come in 4 days before the&lt;br /&gt;hike i woulda been able to do it no problem, but at such a late notice, i&lt;br /&gt;would have to pay for the train and hostel stay. well, i told them that i&lt;br /&gt;had tried to change it in puno 4 days in advance. i sent our guide phillipa&lt;br /&gt;to the office to change it for me but she was told i couldnt do it, and i&lt;br /&gt;would have to talk to them in cusco.&lt;br /&gt;so after i explained all of that, and how it was not my fault, they kept&lt;br /&gt;going around in circles and even called miriam, the woman in lima that&lt;br /&gt;originally booked our trek up to machu picchu.&lt;br /&gt;it was a bad set up because they had this one guy that spoke english talking&lt;br /&gt;to me, but he wasnt the one making the decisions. he would have to turn&lt;br /&gt;around and talk to his bosses and they would tell him what to say. i really&lt;br /&gt;felt bad for the guy cause it wasnt his fault. but i had to get ugly&lt;br /&gt;american on them. they agreed to pay for half of my train and i told them&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt good enough either. that is when i had to get real ugly. i&lt;br /&gt;looked straight at the "bosses" and told them that they were cheating me. i&lt;br /&gt;had tried to make the change in advance but was rebuffed. and now they are&lt;br /&gt;telling me its too late? so i told them i would write to the lonely planet&lt;br /&gt;(the guide book) about them and also contact the policia turistica and&lt;br /&gt;inform them. i had quite the speech there. and in the end, they agreed with&lt;br /&gt;me that they should pay for the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;i asked paul later how bad i got on the ugly american scale (of 1 to 5)...&lt;br /&gt;and he said that it was between a 3 and a 4. that i never got to 5 cause i&lt;br /&gt;would say to them, "i realize it is not your fault, that it is policy, but i&lt;br /&gt;dont feel as though i am being treated fairly." unfortunately, its the&lt;br /&gt;squeaky wheel that gets the oil. and it all comes back to the fact that i&lt;br /&gt;was raised in america where we are used to getting our way and when we dont,&lt;br /&gt;we have an uncanny ability to say the right things or make the perfect&lt;br /&gt;threat that will get us what we want.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole time i was going back and forth with the tour company (inca&lt;br /&gt;wasi), edgar and paul were alternating between shaking their heads and&lt;br /&gt;hiding their faces in embarrassment. i kept telling them to leave and wait&lt;br /&gt;for me outside so they wouldnt have to witness the carnage of my entitled&lt;br /&gt;sense of self, but they chose to watch and wait. i said to paul, "what am i&lt;br /&gt;to do? i was raised white in american and we always get our way!"&lt;br /&gt;well, i did get my way. and i have mixed feelings about that, but i am glad&lt;br /&gt;that dont have to pay more money to change my trip up to the famed machu&lt;br /&gt;picchu. so i guess i will except the benefits of my priviledged birth and&lt;br /&gt;move forward. comments john m? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;more later,&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450841533040893?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450841533040893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450841533040893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450841533040893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450841533040893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/cusco-peru_13.html' title='Cusco, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450808864586055</id><published>2005-12-13T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:08:08.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cusco, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/12/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;i am in cusco right now... i started this email in puno, but didn´t finish&lt;br /&gt;it... i had typed this long email but then accidentally closed the window...&lt;br /&gt;so i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am doing well. the bus ride from puno was long, but it will be&lt;br /&gt;nice to just chill for a few days. in puno we went out to lake titicaca,&lt;br /&gt;the highest navigable lake in the world. i think its around 9,000 feet or&lt;br /&gt;more... the meter to feet conversion gets me confused.&lt;br /&gt;we took a tour out there and spent the night with a family on one of the&lt;br /&gt;islands. they made us food, and we had a fiesta that evening where we all&lt;br /&gt;dressed in traditional peruvian clothes and danced to live traditional&lt;br /&gt;music. it was a little touristy for me, (like peru in a zoo) but we had a&lt;br /&gt;good time and our host family was nice.&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing about going with a tour group is that you will surely&lt;br /&gt;encounter some strange folk. for example, at the fiesta, this one&lt;br /&gt;australian girl decided to demonstrate her enthusiasm for the music by&lt;br /&gt;clapping her hand to her mouth and hooting and hollering (like she was&lt;br /&gt;playing cowboys and indians). i was pretty embarrassed, seeing that at that&lt;br /&gt;moment she represented white people as a whole. i hope the locals weren´t&lt;br /&gt;aware of the meaning behind her cultural insensitivity. but i felt&lt;br /&gt;extremely thankful that she wasn´t american. i mean we get into enough&lt;br /&gt;trouble as it is. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;the boat ride over was crazy too: it was five hours on rough waters. the&lt;br /&gt;boat was rocking so bad that four people vomited in the cabin. (and i&lt;br /&gt;wasn´t one of them!) the problem was that after one person threw up, it&lt;br /&gt;kinda started a chain reaction. the smell was incredible. but i was in the&lt;br /&gt;seats outside the cabin, and i just kept focusing on the horizon so i&lt;br /&gt;wouldn´t get sick. and also i refused to give my seat up to anyone. they&lt;br /&gt;were clawing to get out of that cabin once the smell got so bad. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;the ride back from the island was a lot smoother, so nobody got sick.&lt;br /&gt;cusco is nice so far, we took an all night bus and got here 4 am this&lt;br /&gt;moring. i really like the city - its beautiful. but drivers here are crazy&lt;br /&gt;as everywhere in peru. we just saw a little taxi try to cut off a bbig tour&lt;br /&gt;bus and get smacked. and i was almost hit by a car in lima, and then in&lt;br /&gt;pisco i got side-swiped. i was crossing the street and a taxi ran over the&lt;br /&gt;edge of my left big toe, and hit my arms and my hands. it didn´t knock me&lt;br /&gt;down, just scared me kinda bad! well, i am learning to be more careful:&lt;br /&gt;just cause you are a pedestrian, doesn´t mean you won´t get hit here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i will get this machu picchu thing all settled here today or tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and i will email again then.&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone is well and having a good holiday season thus far! it is fun&lt;br /&gt;to hear all the christmas songs in spanish playing around peru. they love&lt;br /&gt;salsa here. that is mostly what plays on the radios here.&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450808864586055?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450808864586055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450808864586055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450808864586055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450808864586055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/cusco-peru.html' title='Cusco, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450796708742157</id><published>2005-12-13T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:06:07.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arequipa, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/9/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be short cause i have to be back at the tour office down the&lt;br /&gt;street to catch the bus to puno in 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;just got back from the colca canyon, a 6 hour drive outside of arequipa,&lt;br /&gt;further up into the highlands... and i don´t think i will be doing the 4 day&lt;br /&gt;incan trial up to machu picchu after all. i hiked down that canyon and it&lt;br /&gt;about tore me apart. its one of the deepest canyons in the world, and they&lt;br /&gt;got these little narrow mule trails down into them, and that is what we&lt;br /&gt;hiked down to get to these bungalows at the bottom. the trail started at&lt;br /&gt;about 10,000 feet and ended around 6000 something, and the altitude was&lt;br /&gt;killing me. by the time i was at the bottom my legs felt like jelly, i&lt;br /&gt;could barely breath and my sinuses were about to explode. i am a wimp - and&lt;br /&gt;this was only emphasized when i was passed by an elderly woman with a huge&lt;br /&gt;pack of stuff on her back. we have only been at higher altitudes since&lt;br /&gt;wednesday i think, and i don´t think i gave myself adequate time to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;and also i am a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;but it was beautiful. we had this guide for the three of us, and he was&lt;br /&gt;hilarious. at first i didn´t like him too much cause he kinda stretched the&lt;br /&gt;truth when describing the trek to us, but i got over it when i was in so&lt;br /&gt;much pain that i didn´t have the energy to carry the grudge anymore. paul&lt;br /&gt;and edgar managed pretty well, but they are in much better shape than me.&lt;br /&gt;paul does mt si all the time. they are complaining of pain today, but they&lt;br /&gt;hiked back up the canyon while i took the mule. and that was pretty scary&lt;br /&gt;too; it was walking way too close the edge of these cliffs, and i just never&lt;br /&gt;knew what it was thinking: "man this guy has been eating way too much guinea&lt;br /&gt;pig!" and then get tired of carrying me and toss me over the side. in fact,&lt;br /&gt;right after we got to the top -the mule slipped a bit while trying to cross&lt;br /&gt;this ditch, and it threw me off into the rocks. i think he thought his job&lt;br /&gt;was done - so i decided to walk the rest of the way after that.&lt;br /&gt;so i need to think about this whole thing - time is running out and i just&lt;br /&gt;don´t think i will be in any shape to go on that hike by then (the 14th).&lt;br /&gt;it was never my plan anyway, but i got caught up in the excitement or&lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;well, there is much more to say but i gotta head out back across the street.&lt;br /&gt;hope yall are well. thanks for the emails; i will have some answers to&lt;br /&gt;questions next time i email... maybe in 2 days?.&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450796708742157?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450796708742157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450796708742157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450796708742157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450796708742157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/arequipa-peru_13.html' title='Arequipa, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450787878330497</id><published>2005-12-13T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:04:38.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arequipa, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/7/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;at higher altitudes now. i won´t email for a few days after this cause we&lt;br /&gt;are going on this trek and then to sleep on an island on lake titicaca (an&lt;br /&gt;artificial island made of reeds, aint that a trip?)&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we took an all night bus to arequipa. the bus was plush... nicer&lt;br /&gt;than some hotels i have stayed in, but the driver was crazy. we were&lt;br /&gt;speeding through these mountain roads, and i thought we would die. he was&lt;br /&gt;tail gating, passing in no pass zones, going off the road - way too close to&lt;br /&gt;the rail - on sharp turns, and changing gears - speeding up - going down&lt;br /&gt;hill. paul and i were on the top floor of the bus in the front seats, so we&lt;br /&gt;could see everything, and we were screaming like little girls. roller&lt;br /&gt;coaster rides aren´t that scary. and the whole time, he was blasting disco&lt;br /&gt;tunes (bee gees, abba, that i will survive song) but we made it&lt;br /&gt;today we went around the city here some. it is the second largest city in&lt;br /&gt;peru with 800,000 people. and i finally had my date with the guinea pig.&lt;br /&gt;and ouane, i swear i am not lying, but it really really tastes JUST like&lt;br /&gt;chicken. if you put it in a taste test with chicken (like they used to do&lt;br /&gt;with pepsi and coke back in the 80s) you would not be able to tell which was&lt;br /&gt;which... and if asked which one tasted better, you might just pick the&lt;br /&gt;rodent. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;well, all decisions have consequences, and my guinea pig decision had its as&lt;br /&gt;well. paul got pretty grossed out by the whole thing, and he ended up&lt;br /&gt;getting mad at me, cause i kept talking about it i guess. i can´t say he&lt;br /&gt;was yelling at me, but he was talking pretty loud. something about how i&lt;br /&gt;was wasting food (i refused to eat the head, and i was too full to eat the&lt;br /&gt;potatoes and onions) and about how unhealthy i was eating, gorging myself on&lt;br /&gt;all this food everyday, speding all this money. and about how the peruvians&lt;br /&gt;only eat unhealthy cause they are poor. some other stuff i can´t remember.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and how it was wrong cause i was having to eat medicine before and&lt;br /&gt;after i eat so i wouldn´t get sick (chandra taught me to take a pepto before&lt;br /&gt;i eat anything; it actually works really well).&lt;br /&gt;well, here is my part (i am not perfect) i said back at him, "who are you to&lt;br /&gt;talk? Mr. gastrointestinal distress." and then i said something about how&lt;br /&gt;all he eats is tomato soup and salad at expensive restaurants or something.&lt;br /&gt;i told him i would eat cheap but they don´t have his tomato soup and salad&lt;br /&gt;at the little dives. so jacob f, chandra, you have some company for your&lt;br /&gt;"isn´t-joseph-annoying-when-he-travels-cause-all-he-wants-to-do-is-eat?"&lt;br /&gt;club. i should come with a warning label. but i can´t describe to you the&lt;br /&gt;pure joy i feel when i eat something that i have never tated before and it&lt;br /&gt;is so different yet so good. and then i wonder, how have i lived without&lt;br /&gt;having ever eaten this before.?&lt;br /&gt;well, luckily he bounces back pretty quick. i think it is all related to&lt;br /&gt;the gi problems he continues to experience. he swears its the bottled&lt;br /&gt;water, but then he eats all this fruit, and even watermelon which the guide&lt;br /&gt;book says to stay away from cause it can be a bacteria hotel...&lt;br /&gt;well, i continue to have a good time! more later... joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450787878330497?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450787878330497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450787878330497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450787878330497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450787878330497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/arequipa-peru.html' title='Arequipa, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450745124874171</id><published>2005-12-13T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:57:31.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazca, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/6/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the emails. i am doing well even though i got jacob´s camera&lt;br /&gt;stolen this moring. (i am sorry jacob!!!) we went to see the nazca lines,&lt;br /&gt;(they are these lines made out in the desert by the nazca peoples years and&lt;br /&gt;years ago) recently, they have theorized that the lines were meant to&lt;br /&gt;intice the gods to send rain. some thousands of years ago, this area was&lt;br /&gt;hit with a big drought... which from how the weather feels today, is still&lt;br /&gt;going on... and the lines were made about the time of the drought, and&lt;br /&gt;seemed to increase in size and number as it persisited. other theories&lt;br /&gt;(aliens) also exist - and what is interesting, is they can only be viewed&lt;br /&gt;from the sky. on the ground they so large, one cannot see them.&lt;br /&gt;so after the jumpy plane ride, i was just sitting and resting, cause i got&lt;br /&gt;kinda sick-feeling - and this swarm of kids selling postcards came outa&lt;br /&gt;nowhere, and i think maybe they got it. i kinda fell half asleep for a&lt;br /&gt;second after telling them i didnt want any, and my pack was next to me.&lt;br /&gt;well, after that... i noticed, no camera. i shoulda just left it at the&lt;br /&gt;hotel, cause i didn´t even use it once, didn´t even take it out!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry, jacob - but you wanted a new camera anyway. but no pictures...&lt;br /&gt;so no slide show this time. hehehe. (there is a collective sigh of relief&lt;br /&gt;coming across the net as yall read this i am sure)&lt;br /&gt;still got the video camera though... i will email and let you know when i&lt;br /&gt;lose that!&lt;br /&gt;well, we were in a nice hostel last night, only instead of cars, we had&lt;br /&gt;roosters on the roof of the house next to us. but i slept right through&lt;br /&gt;it... didn´t wake up at all. hehehe. i can´t say the same for paul (and he&lt;br /&gt;had his own room!) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;paul is struggling with the trip. the stomach virus or whatever he caught&lt;br /&gt;is slowing him down, he can´t eat anything, plus he gets grossed out by&lt;br /&gt;different food, and so he is kinda grumpy. we went to a restaurant this&lt;br /&gt;afternoon, and sat down... well, the waitress asked, ¨¿do you want the&lt;br /&gt;menu?¨ and edgar, our "translator" answered yes. so she brought us out&lt;br /&gt;three bowls of soup with green stuff and meaty bones in it. well, in peru,&lt;br /&gt;when u ask for the menu, it means you are asking for the daily special or&lt;br /&gt;whatever the big thing they are making that day. i read that in the guide&lt;br /&gt;book, but i figured edgar knew what he was doing. (he is from el salvador,&lt;br /&gt;and it aint always the same) well, she sits the three bowls down in front&lt;br /&gt;of us and paul says, "what is this?!? I haven´t even ordered yet!" we&lt;br /&gt;tried to explain, but he got mad and left the restaurant to sit at the park&lt;br /&gt;across the street. so we edgar and i ate our soup and his too. and guess&lt;br /&gt;what, it was good. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;well, paul is gonna sleep and edgar and i will head out to see this old&lt;br /&gt;cemetary. should be good. tonight we take a night bus to ariquipa (10&lt;br /&gt;hours)- so i don´t know when i will be online again. it is canyon country&lt;br /&gt;out there, and high altitude. they give you coca leaves to chew to help&lt;br /&gt;adjust you to the altitude. but i was wondering, is chewing the coca leaves&lt;br /&gt;the same as smoking crack? i guess the give you opiates when you are in the&lt;br /&gt;hospital. is there a difference here? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450745124874171?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450745124874171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450745124874171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450745124874171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450745124874171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/nazca-peru.html' title='Nazca, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450634052808998</id><published>2005-12-13T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:39:00.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hauacachina, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/5/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;how are yall doing? thanks for the emails.&lt;br /&gt;we are leaving for nasca today. but those guys are still sleeping... so i&lt;br /&gt;thought i would check the internet.&lt;br /&gt;peruvian food still tends to outdo what we got in america... and the weather&lt;br /&gt;is warm. i got my first nose burn yesterday when we took a boat out to this&lt;br /&gt;remote island to see the sea lion colony, the dolphins, the penguins and all&lt;br /&gt;these other native peruvian birds. the peruvians harvest the bird feces for&lt;br /&gt;a natural fertilizer. apparently it was one of the biggest money makers&lt;br /&gt;here (back in the day)&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i spent in a dune buggy, and then on a sandboard. it essentially&lt;br /&gt;works like a snowboard, but on these huge sand dunes instead. only i laid&lt;br /&gt;down on mine. it was kinda scary... especially when it almost ripped my&lt;br /&gt;pants off - but i was hoping i would break something so i wouldn´t be able&lt;br /&gt;to climb up the incan trail. (and leslie, thanks for putting the 6000 ft in&lt;br /&gt;perspective for me! -i think- HEHEHE) ended the day at a salsa club. and&lt;br /&gt;these places are all ages. i couldn´t shake this one girl. she was nice&lt;br /&gt;and all, and could dance ok, but i am sure she musta been 17. and what do u&lt;br /&gt;say to someone that doesn´t speak english? ¨¿tienes inca cola dieta?¨&lt;br /&gt;some of you may remember how i was thinking that paul and edgar had already&lt;br /&gt;planned the trip and there was the whole thing of me trying to get paul to&lt;br /&gt;call me before the trip. (and then, he finally called me on my cell after&lt;br /&gt;he saw me drive by in the agency van a week ago hehehe) well. nothing&lt;br /&gt;could be further from the truth. paul and edgar didn´t do ANY planning. in&lt;br /&gt;fact, they didn´t even know that you had to take a guide up the incan trail.&lt;br /&gt;so they packed as if they were going by themselves. and here i am (and i&lt;br /&gt;never thought i was much of a planner) having watched 5 videos about peru,&lt;br /&gt;got a book outa the library, and bought a guide book. it is pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;so we spent a lot of our first day in lima figuring out our basic route.&lt;br /&gt;paul struggles a bit with the dirt and the small bathrooms, (which i&lt;br /&gt;secretly find entertaining - well, not always too secret) but he seems to be&lt;br /&gt;enjoying himself. edgar is laid back and loves to eat everything just like&lt;br /&gt;me - i finally found my traveling equal. he is in the national gaurd and so&lt;br /&gt;i guess if he can put up with that, he can put up with anything. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;but we all get along real well. our last night in pisco, we were in this&lt;br /&gt;cheap cheap hotel (arranged through my skills in bargaining - so i thought)&lt;br /&gt;and the noise on the street was so bad that NONE of us could sleep. even&lt;br /&gt;me, and i can sleep through anything. in fact, i thrive on noisiness when&lt;br /&gt;its time for bed. but there were cars! and more cars! and they honk and&lt;br /&gt;every intersection! - just in case some other car is driving around at 2 in&lt;br /&gt;the morning! the horns sound like the pacman video game too! we were&lt;br /&gt;laughing about it all till 3 in the morning. and then we heard this&lt;br /&gt;fighting going on, and i looked out the window and what did i see? these&lt;br /&gt;kids in a gang-like fight. first one group chased the smaller group up the&lt;br /&gt;street, then the smaller group came back, screaming and shouting, and i was&lt;br /&gt;confused cause the bigger group started to run. but sho´nuff, the kid out&lt;br /&gt;in front of the smaller group had a gun in his hand! we could see it&lt;br /&gt;shining in the street light.&lt;br /&gt;we shoulda put our heads back in the window. but we got this strange urge&lt;br /&gt;to stick them out further so we could see better. i can´t explain it, but&lt;br /&gt;thats how it was. but anyway, the final conclusion was - our cheap hotel&lt;br /&gt;cost had nothing to do with my skills at the deal, and everything to do with&lt;br /&gt;everything else. oh, and the bed sagged really really bad. i was hurting.&lt;br /&gt;more later. let me know if my emails are too long. u would think i have&lt;br /&gt;nothing better to do... (which is true cause those guys are sleeping like&lt;br /&gt;crazy! hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450634052808998?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450634052808998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450634052808998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450634052808998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450634052808998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/hauacachina-peru.html' title='Hauacachina, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113450625278501268</id><published>2005-12-13T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:37:32.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisco, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/3/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;if you look at the map, you can follow our descent along the coast of peru,&lt;br /&gt;now we are at pisco. we are gonna go check out some island tomorrow, and&lt;br /&gt;then head on further south to ica. we will not actually start climbing the&lt;br /&gt;inca trail until dec 14. we will have a few days in the canyon country and&lt;br /&gt;lake titicaca to aclimate to the altitude. the off to cusco where somewhere&lt;br /&gt;around there we will begin the hike. on the second day we supposedly will&lt;br /&gt;make a 6000 foot elevation gain to 12 to 13,000 feet. can i do that?&lt;br /&gt;somebody who knows what that really means, can they let me know if that is&lt;br /&gt;possible for someone like me? but they guys selling the tour said even&lt;br /&gt;people on crutches do it... but we all know that they are just trying to&lt;br /&gt;sell the tour, may i rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;i am always amazed by how good food tastes in other parts of the world and&lt;br /&gt;how bad it tastes in america. and peru can make some good food. i just ate&lt;br /&gt;this soup (sopa criolla) with a creme based broth with egg and toast&lt;br /&gt;floating in it.&lt;br /&gt;and jacob, they got diet of your inca soda. it tastes like creme soda a&lt;br /&gt;little bit.&lt;br /&gt;last night (peer pressure set in again) we (me, paul and edgar) went to a&lt;br /&gt;club with a combination of house and techno music. it is where all the rich&lt;br /&gt;light-skinned folk hang out. but yall shoulda seen paul. he got up on the&lt;br /&gt;dance floor (AN EMPTY DANCE FLOOR) and proceeded to do a floor show. he was&lt;br /&gt;b-boy king, (handstands and everything) and at least 3 girls asked if they&lt;br /&gt;could go back to america with him.&lt;br /&gt;i got out there a little bit too (again peer pressure) and did some moves i&lt;br /&gt;haven´t tried out since my teenager days at the stake dance. but i couldn´t&lt;br /&gt;come close to paul. (and he is generally so reserved) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;peru is beautiful. i am just surprized that fujimori is being detained in&lt;br /&gt;chille and is still up for election next year in 2006... what is up with&lt;br /&gt;that? salsa is popular here. it is nice to hear the music and feel like i&lt;br /&gt;am back home, at china harbor.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the emails everyone&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113450625278501268?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113450625278501268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113450625278501268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450625278501268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113450625278501268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/pisco-peru.html' title='Pisco, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804362.post-113441081392747068</id><published>2005-12-12T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T10:07:25.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lima, Peru</title><content type='html'>12/2/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;i am in peru now... lima... and i am having fun&lt;br /&gt;it is a good good country for good good food - and that is what is most&lt;br /&gt;important to me (if you know me)&lt;br /&gt;and they talked me into the 4 day hike up to machhu pichu... so pray for&lt;br /&gt;me... cause i may die.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe it, but peer pressure is true and alive, and even affects&lt;br /&gt;people like me.&lt;br /&gt;i don´t know if i can make it. but they promised they will carry me down if&lt;br /&gt;i cannot go on.&lt;br /&gt;and this time, i am not joking &lt;like&gt;hope yall are having a good december.&lt;br /&gt;if you don´t hear from me again, you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804362-113441081392747068?l=innerche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/feeds/113441081392747068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19804362&amp;postID=113441081392747068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113441081392747068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804362/posts/default/113441081392747068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innerche.blogspot.com/2005/12/lima-peru.html' title='Lima, Peru'/><author><name>jacob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00441300028494673075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGSRncofo7I/SZj3I7ErM3I/AAAAAAAACfg/IruSjfSfYNM/S220/IMG_6037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
