What´s a moto with you?
Trip Start May 11, 2013
7Trip End May 25, 2013
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Itīs about 3 or 4 blocks from Jacoboīs house to the clinic, so I usually like to get a moto taxi and ride over there that way, just to get the Peruvian experience. And īcause Iīm a lazy greengo. You can take the boy out of America, but you canīt take the America out of the boy. But it actually is a really cool way to get around! And it only costs a sol (which is about 30 cents in the US)!
Thursday was an exciting day for me. Angel let me be the doctor. He gave me his coat and stethoscope, translated for me, asked for my advice on diagnosing and prescribing medicines, corrected me every single time because I had no idea what I was talking about, AND let me write the prescriptions
During our lunch break, we had a soccer match with the Peruvians. I know that every Latino loves soccer, but it amazes me that every Latino is GOOD at soccer. Itīs like in their genes or something! Like holy crap. They put us greengos to shame, except for Jacob who actually plays soccer. He gave us a little bit of pride.
After lunch, we went back to the clinic for the afternoon and I got to meet Demetrio, the healthiest and funniest 92 year old Iīve ever met. He was quite the flirt! Not with me, with the women in the room. It one thing watching a guy my age try to get a girl, but itīs a totally different thing watching a man approaching 100 years old spit game! good fa you man, good fa you. Also, I think his blood pressure was better than mine. Overall, an awesome guy.
The rest of the day was spent performing skits for the teens and playing catch phrase at night with the team
Friday was the last full day of our clinic, so we had to go out with a bang. Jacob and I ate a spoonful of their hottest salsa at lunch and now I canīt taste anything anyomore. Which is a shame because Angel took a few of us out to get more anticucho for dinner, and we also tried mollajita, which is the vocal cords of the cow. They really donīt waste any part of a cow when they kill him. They will eat pretty much the whole thing.
Michael got a little fever tonight, so Angel had to give him a Penicillin shot in the butt. It hurt.
Finally, to end the night, the Peruvians threw us a little fiesta to show their appreciation for all of our work this week. We each got a certificate with poorly spelled names, but its the thought that counts. And Emilio gave a little speech to us, thanking all of the nurses and pharmacists and magicians for coming to help out. It was a great night.
Today begins the more touristy part of our trip. We are going downtown later today, Mira Flores tomorrow, and the Island of the birds on Monday. Then half of the crew will be going home while the other half of us are going to MACHU PICCHU! Stay tuned for many more Peruvian adventures. Adios amigos!