Game 2

Greetings. 

Yes, there are bulls games in Peru.  This question was answered for me within a couple hours of reaching my current hostel, the scenic ¨Loki Hostal¨ in Cuzco.  Loki is essentially a frat party mixed with disney land.  There are people of all races, colors and creeds, but mostly English and Israeli.  I have met more Israelis in Peru than in Israel.  This would be great for working on my hebrew, but all that comes out of my mouth is spanish. 

An average day at Loki functions as follows: wake up - surf your iPad - sit in the bar biding your time while the soft sounds of Jack Johnson and Oasis lull you into a hangover induced coma that lasts until about 4.  At this point, the owners put on a film.  Finally something to do!  If you thought Road Trip was good in the states, than you absolutely need to watch it in Peru.  The film ends, the night begins, Black Eyed Peas begin blaring on the speakers, the bar starts raking in the soles (3 sol is about 1 american dollar) and the rest is history.  I asked my English friend what his plans were for the day.  He replied that he was going to hang out.  ¨There´s karaoke here later, so I´ll stick around for that.¨

I promise that Peru has more to offer.  At this point I stop talking about the hostel.  I´m barely going to touch the bulls game.  But we watched it at the hostel and gathered a little crowd (again, something on the telly, finally something to do!)  I bet a drink on the game with Odid, the Israeli die-hard Heat fan.  I lost the bet.  Miami´s containing the hell out of D Rose and we scored something like 10 points in the 4th quarter.  Que horible.

I was woken the next morning by Lucy, Tobiah and Kelly.  So as to preserve their privacy, I will from now on be referring to them as Lucy, Toby, and Kelly.  Over the next 3 days we went from Cusco, to Ollentaytambo, to Aguas Calientes to Machu Picchu, back to Aguas Calientes, to Pisac back to Cusco yesterday.  Short of Machu Picchu, these names meant nothing to me before this week.  Now they mean so much more: Aguas Calientes translates to Hot Waters. 

Details coming, I need to cut this short and go tend to my flock.  I´d predict game 3 but it happened last night.  We lost.

Ciao