miss my clean white linens and fancy french cologne

i´m in arequipa. feeling peer pressured to get off this computer. i think i´d rather pay for the connection and not be all rushed.

isla de sol was beautiful. i walked accross and spent the night on the north of the island, where there is no running water at night and sparse electricty. i´ve never seen so many stars in my life, and the sound of the lake outside my window was soothing. still, i had an awful night´s sleep on the hardest, lumpiest mattress in the world and then in the morning i was awakened by a burro at 5:30 am. the sound a donkey makes is a combination of a squeaky door and someone being murdered. the boats leave from the other end of the island at 8am so i had to speed walk up a hill, getting stuck on a farmer´s land by accident, and back accross the island which is like a two and a half hour walk usually i think? maybe less. but i made it.

still, it was worth it, the views from the top ridge where the path is are of the lake and snow covered bolivian mountains in the distance. i felt like i was the only person in the world for most of the walk. just me and some sheep.

i´ve decided i want to keep a very large pig as a pet and tie it up outside my house.

i shared a bus ride with another random artisan dude i met in copacabana, who showed me how to make a little bracelet thing. i´m supposed to go meet his friend outside the cathedral today.