Cusco (again)
December 15th 2009 We had just had a wonderfully filling meal and decided to do a little shopping. In the midst of bartering with a lady selling carved gourds in the square, she decided to make small talk. She motioned to my belly, smiled widely and said something horrific about how I could give the trinket to my "nino". I shrieked something like "it's a food baby!" in spanish and we made our getaway, with Oliver la
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