shake your booty

you know music comes from poor people when the main instruments are a box, a cowbell and a donkey´s jawbone. so last night there was a show at the hacienda, a sort of touristy deal but good nonetheless. they sang la bamba at the end, which shows you the vibe. then i went to have a drink with the tourguide from the hacienda who is a very interesting guy and outside the gates there was a procession going on for st martin de porres.

this morning i went to mass, which was interesting. the priest would speak in serious tones and then they´d break out into kick ass drumming. not like other catholic services i´ve been too.

later in the morning there was another show. there is a family here famous for dancing and they did a performance in their living room. it was great, and the greatest thing was that the toddlers who attended (i am with all old people and families here) were really getting down. they loved it.

i finally went horseback riding today too. the guide gave me the biggest compliment, which was to say that i actually knew how to ride. it was nice to have a horse that isnt all jaded from so many riders, it was slightly misbehaved and very fun. maybe some day i´ll live in a place like this and have a horse instead of a car.

i´m hoping to get a chance to go running before i leave for lima. there´s another dance show in an hour, i´m going to be all showed out. oh, there was a party last night in el carmen, exactly what i was looking for the whole time, and the people at the hacienda straight out lied to me and told me there was nothing going on. the horse guide told me i missed a great show. motherfucker. oh well, what can you do. i´m glad i stayed here, even if the sparkling clear blue waters of the north do keep calling me.