I am currently writing from the lakeside town of Puno. The lake I am referring to is Lake Titicaca. Hee, hee, hee; Titicaca. Anyway a few days I was the beginning of I pretty series of events for your intrepid traveler. The subject heading is in context of riding "bitch" on a motorcycle. Yep, I arrived at the Cusco airport in the morning without problems. In a packaged tour like mine, a person is generally waiting for you by the arrival gates with your name on a sign. Well, that didn't happen for me this time. Not right away at least. I had to wait for like a half an hour before this dude comes up to me and asks my name. Finally, it's my guide. He then proceeds to tell me to wait for a ... read more

For those of you who don't know, I am in Peru. Arequipa to be exact. And yes the subject heading is a reference to Mr. Richard Gere who supposedly stuck a guinea pig up his... well I'm sure you know the rest. Yes, I ate cuy chotado (roasted guinea pig) tonight for dinner. I can't say it was all that good. It's wasn't bad or anything. It was just gamy. I've never had anything gamy before, but I imagine that's what guinea pig taste like. Now, when I was eating dinner for second time tonight (crema de tomate) gazing upon the wedding party leaving the cathedral and the people hanging out in the main plaza area, that whole thing about Richard Gere and his guinea pig experience popped into my mind. Also with my yummy tomato ... read more

July 22, 2006 So last night the Puerto Rican dude, Korean dude, and Austrian chick, and I hung out last drinking. I had more to drink last night than I have in a long while, which is kind of weird considering in a foreign city with three almost complete strangers. Oddly, though, I had a blast with them last night. We first went to this outdoor place in the one of the plazas that had singers singing traditional Mexican songs. After a couple of beers there, we split a cab and left downtown for another part of the city. The next place we ended up was called Bariachi. It was this pretty big, kind of upscale club with a full set mariachi band onstage. The music and atmosphere were pretty cool, but the service sucked. We ... read more

July 18,2006 Sorry I haven't written in a while. I've obviously been having fun here in Guadalajara, but I haven't been getting much sleep. As a have said before, my hotel was built built around the time Lincoln died. The president, not the car. So the design sucks and I can hear the front gate shut and close, as well as anyone talking in the lobby. The worst part probably is the bed (la estupida cama). As you may know, I prefer my beds how I like my women: soft, comforting, pliable, and needs turning once every few months. The bed in this hotel is hard as a rock. I'd probably be better off sleeping on the sidewalk. Seriously, they should sent the mattresses to Iraq, so our soldiers can use them for armor. I haven't ... read more