Well today was the day that I left my host family's house and moved out on my own, by which I mean I moved into a hostel where I will be staying for the next week which has full bathrooms (hot water!), breakfast, bar/psuedo-disco at night, movie room, pool table, ping-pong table, 24-hour music, and even a small restaurant/snack bar. Not the cheapest hostel I've ever stayed in, but certainly the nicest. And full of Aussies for some reason. But that's beside the point. Ok, so let's be real, it's 20 Soles a night, that's about $8.50. So maybe it is the cheapest hostel I've ever stayed in barring the 7 Sole one I stayed in for one night in Lima. Yes, the cost of living here is about low enough to make me feel like a millionaire - a strange feeling, believe me!
Anyway, I woke up and packed, it didn't take long. I'm basically a pro by now, not even kidding. And I have a good amount of extra space in my bag, this is a good thing as I ate nothing yesterday and therefore had little strength. I said goodbye to my Cusco Mom, hailed a Taxi, loaded my stuff and myself and said "La Plaza San Francisco." He shook his head. No, too much traffic there. "Close?" "La Plaza de Armas." Ok, fine. It's just two blocks up the mountain on which Cusco is built to the Plaza San Francisco, no big deal.
In the end tho, it was a quite Saturday morning and he took me all the way to the Plaza San Francisco. (Have I ever mentioned that sometimes it pays to be a pretty girl who speaks Spanish?) It's a quite plaza where very few people walk unless they are on their way to somewhere else or they are a native enjoying the sun. So yes, this white girl with two orange bags got plenty of strange looks sitting there fore 4 hours. Yes, I sat there for 4 hours. Partially I was waiting to check into the hostel, partially I was just enjoying sitting in the sun, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking about the last 6 weeks and the next 2.
Overall it was quite a relaxing day that ended with more Wi-Fi than I've had in the last few weeks put together. I feels really nice to talk to my sisters, my boyfriend, to make plans for the next few weeks, to be able to update my blog...
Also, two different guys asked me out. What is it with blond girls in Cusco?
Anyway, I woke up and packed, it didn't take long. I'm basically a pro by now, not even kidding. And I have a good amount of extra space in my bag, this is a good thing as I ate nothing yesterday and therefore had little strength. I said goodbye to my Cusco Mom, hailed a Taxi, loaded my stuff and myself and said "La Plaza San Francisco." He shook his head. No, too much traffic there. "Close?" "La Plaza de Armas." Ok, fine. It's just two blocks up the mountain on which Cusco is built to the Plaza San Francisco, no big deal.
In the end tho, it was a quite Saturday morning and he took me all the way to the Plaza San Francisco. (Have I ever mentioned that sometimes it pays to be a pretty girl who speaks Spanish?) It's a quite plaza where very few people walk unless they are on their way to somewhere else or they are a native enjoying the sun. So yes, this white girl with two orange bags got plenty of strange looks sitting there fore 4 hours. Yes, I sat there for 4 hours. Partially I was waiting to check into the hostel, partially I was just enjoying sitting in the sun, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking about the last 6 weeks and the next 2.
Overall it was quite a relaxing day that ended with more Wi-Fi than I've had in the last few weeks put together. I feels really nice to talk to my sisters, my boyfriend, to make plans for the next few weeks, to be able to update my blog...
Also, two different guys asked me out. What is it with blond girls in Cusco?
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