Here, breathless, shivering, stanktified...and loving it

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So I´m here. Here being the town of Huaraz in the Northern Andes, which is bed partners with the Cordillera Blanca home to the tallest tropical mountain in the world. The people here are warm and relaxed, and I´m figuring out fast that I won´t have any issues immersing myself in the language here. The town itself isn´t the most aesthetically pleasing due to a series of earthquakes and avalanches that have more or less wiped it clean not too long ago. The mountains here are amazing and reminiscent of home, except much drier and higher. Huaraz is at 3091m but elevation quickly rises from here and the tallest peaks are well over 6000m. So that explains the breathless part. The rest of the title is related to the fact that my pack is floating somewhere in the American Airlines/LAN PERU abyss and all I have with me is a tshirt, pants, my money/passport, and a handful of books. Actually, it´s not too bad, just a little cold and I think have banyan trees taking root in my molars. Plus my natural parfum is keeping away the taxi drivers. I´m sure it will show up. In the meantime I´m going to wander around a bit and acclimate, and maybe check out some language schools. Take care yall, I´ll send pictures when I have something to take them with. Much Love, Andy

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Comments

[Kendra]

cold and cheap
hey, last i checked they had some wicked warm alpaca sweaters and even socks in peru. so take yo cheap-a-- to the mercado y comprate algo. or don't and shiver your way to emaciation. your choice... xoxo, k