Friday, April 22, 2011

Discovering Crist and Public Transit

For those of you unawarez---it´s easter. We´ve had the whole week off and I´ve had nothing but fish all week. I´ve asked what the deal is and all i get is that it´s for crist, and if your´re catholic you eat fish. But today I decided to use my college education and well traveled mind with the help of interwebs and investigat. The search was by no means difficult. Google is the home page on this comuter and it turns out that this easter business is pretty globle. Whoda thunk. ps. I´m not this thick just it´s all out of context ya know.

I have been in Lima for the past few days getting tattoed in Mirafloures. This is my first time to visit this section of Lima and WOW!!! It´s almost like Seattle. Supper clean, lots of activities, and GREAT public transportation. Kind of a culture shock in the street signs and lack of sand alone. After a bit of walking and taking it in, a felt like i was taking a visit to the states and what a great break.

The studio i´´m hangen out in these days is really like the states. Supper relaxed people, nice, and VERY talented artests and tattooests. There is also a visiting artisted from get this, Victoria BC. He´s been here 10 days and has very little spanish. This is fun because now i´m the translator and have found proof that I actualy DO speek spanish, few. It´s fun translating for him and chatting with his coworkers. It´s nice to feel relaxed and safe with compleat strangers for the first time in a while. I do trust the people i´m with here in the sticks but it´s still a REALLY poor area of Peru and ya kinda have to always have a shiled up of sorts. Also the conversations are different with people who have attended school.

I am filling up my left thigh with color tattoos and my left with black and white. I was trying to think about focasing on a theme or something organized, looking for patterns in what i already have. Here it is: The right more visualy aggressive and bold. Part of this is the realism of the style and part is the images.

The left is pictures of animals witch at first are cute but on closer examination, they are skellitons. The style is symple and the lines are perfect. I´m REALLY happy how the ink is holding up. And if I put my legs together, tee hee, it looks like my wolf is eating my fish. I love unplaned ´it was ment to happen´ ´what will be will be´type of things. Live your life that way and you´re bound to learn more :)

TRansit: They´ve got this buss system that is great! You buy a rechargable bus card and symply swipe it upon entree. Not unlike our Orca cards in Seattle. The bus goes direct to center of Lima city and over to Mirafloures, probobly more but i have not ridden more. People have been supper helpfull with my sort of lostness on this bus. Feliz!! Fun times meeting new strengers. Sigh. AND Lima is bigger than NYC by the by. I think I get bawlzie points for navigating alone AND in a different language. Prostitutes, killers, and normal folks lookout. (Well I might have madeout with my hot cab driver because my cab fair fell out of my pocket at some point in the evening. When it´s 12am at night I´m all for avoiding conflict)

The whole thing is a good reminder that even though i´m still an islander and fall easly into the safty of small communities, I am perfectly capible of fearless glob trotting elseware.

Well done Gringa!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

The Pros and Cons of Double Bra´ing

When I work I perfer to wear two bras. One classic to seporate the tatas and a sports bra for compression. The positives of this syestem is 100% securedy. Definatly keeps the twins out of they way of my manly endevors at the ´ol factory. The comprimise for this system is that I get two little chaiffing holes where the wire bra rubs on my skin. At lease it´s symetrical eh¿?

In other news: I spent the night at the factory yesterday with all the dirty boys. Fun times!! It was the most relaxing night I´ve had in Peru yet. Most people were asleep by 9:30pm or 10pm. Really quiet, no light pollution.

After work everyone goes to bath in communal showers (not me of course). I bathed in a privated shower in the office. At the end of they day we´re all covered in coal dust and grease. The best way to clean this business in with laundry deturgent btw. It´s the perfect balance of exfoliation, clean, and warmth (it´s strong stuff en all). My skin is improving, less aceny, smoother in general. Probobly because i´m killing everything with detergent but hey, it works. Apply lotion after to frevent drying.

The beds in the factory are made of corn stalks covered in fabric, witch are supprisingly comfortable. I slept in the room with all the welders from my group. The young´ens and I were up later chatting away. All in one bed, classic slumber party style. While the elders watched a novela on the tube.

This weekend I´m off to Lima for the weding of the brother of my friend Grissel. Should be fun. It also happends to be the football soccer classic between two HUGE rival teams here in Lima. I wanted to go with my bddys from the factory but i´ve got this wedding to attend. I´ll were a dress.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

As the Weather Changes

It´s starting to get cold here. Hard to belive that i´m wearing a sweatshirt at work, welding; and needed an extra blanket last week. With the climate change comes, a shit ton of bugs (that´s a lot). Many mesquito bites, bless it, and ants (they also bite).

Today is election day! Tones of energy here lots of people on the bus going to their elotted votting spot. Lots of purple fingers. It feels good to see the exccitment. But I still question why people think I´m going to vote. Hummmm. Must be those half days in school their entire lives.

Update from the factory is: Might have blown up the other day because of classic Peruvian machismo-ism and punched somone in the face. Well the message was gotten and I´m slowly becoming more a part of the club. Sadly violence creates positive outcomes :(. It´s really hard to see how terribly the men here treat their women. Litteraly I´ve heard, "You wait. You´re a woman and lower." It goes both ways i guess. The women recognize the whisleing, comments, and general treatments are bad but do nothing. Say nothing. It´s as if the women here have never been exposed to the concept of strong women, or equal rights. I´m starting to undersatand why most beoble find me funny. I´m way out of the box hear, Just in my work not counting my endless bad language and rude habits :)

On the BM (body modification. I know bowel movement is fun to say Weez but no :) front: I´ve descovered a great, rather large, groups of body artists in Lima. They are professional is the cleanlyness department, etc. and they offer all that is glory. Tee hee. This means: tattoos, skin removal, branding, implants, and susspention. My new buddies really admire my art. They think it´s very uniqu, which I appriciat vastly. It´s a realife to be within a community that is accepting and comfortable with these kinds of things. It´s nice to be touched and not feel fear or disgust from a person. Right so details. . . I´ve started getting a big doberman pincher tattooed on my thigh next to my pistol. My first session wat this saturday and I´ll go back next weekend for round two. My body gets inflamed easaly and it´s difficult for the ink to hold when the tissue is irretated. Fun times. The only quames I have is the drugs.

Saturday while getting inked was my first time to witness in live time people snorting coke. The good thing is the atmosphere is not as we see in the films but more a feel of people casualy smoking a joint. No pressure to do it, etc. Few, WAY glad it´s not excessive and they respect my choices to not sniff powder up my nose. I am adding this experience to my life list. Check!

Que mas¿? My family is good. I´ve started sneeking them money in the form of bread, eggs, butter, and chocolate milk. They know but we all keep it under wraps. They new pappy, a yellow lab/delmation mix is shitting in front of my door less. I´ve also gotten smarter about checking with my headlamp before i step out to pee in the morning. Her name is Nervana. Adorible^3.

BING!

Monday, April 4, 2011

The Price of Eggs has Gone Up

At the cornner story kitty corner to my house. That´s probobly the biggest news on the block.

In bigger news, the presidential election aqui in on the 10th. Almost all building/houses are painted with names. It´s really interesting to follow because they have many parties as opposed to our system. Checking out stats of the candidates is difficult to vissualise. I guess if I had a better idea of the population here that would help.

Also, most liquids come in thin plastic bags. My personal favorites: Quacker(deluted oat meal/quienoa with clove and cinnimon and f-ton of sugar), Chocolate milk, and Pepsi. My new brest feeding habbits my cause my teeth to fall out due to the sugar. Dang it.