Day Three - Chivay

Trip Start Jul 08, 2008
Trip End Jul 24, 2008

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Flag of Peru  , Colca Canyon,
Saturday, July 12, 2008

We left Arequipa around 8 AM for a bus tour to the Colca Canyon. It was an amazing drive with beautiful scenary the entire way. We stopped at a few small villages and scenic spots. At each stop 20 or so local women were all setup to sell hats and gloves to tourists. Ok, we bit. First, Julie bought a sweater, and then a hat, and then I bought gloves and a hat. But these local chicks don't know when to stop. How many freakin hats and gloves are people going to buy?! Why not see something useful, like hot coffee or postcards and stamps? I know...sell matches or lighters. So, I feel bad. I know they are poor and I would love to buy something from every one of them but it's impossible.

When we arrived in Chivay we checked into our hotel, The Colca Inn. It was pretty nice place for the price and only a short walk to the plaza. We dropped our bags and headed out to explore the town. As hard as we tried to blend in I don't think it was working so we took some pictures and searched the stores for a bottle of coke for Julie.

We had dinner at this local restaurant with some nice people we met on the bus. One couple is from Germany and the other from Quebec. I also talked to this Italian chick who speaks mainly German. According to Stefan there is an area in northern Italy where their primary language is German. Who knew? I still get tongue tied on the where are you from question. I live in New York now but I'm not from New York. Hmmm Where am I from? I need to come up with a more interesting answer to that question. Anyway, I tried to find something semi-familiar on the menu but Julie went right for the one thing we had no idea about? Turns out it was some local grain, similar to wheat, and alpaca steak. ewww. She said it was good and tasted like chicken. I got the grilled chicken and it also tasted like chicken. During dinner all I could really think about was how to say Could I please get a heater in my room so we don't freeze to death.' in espanol. As usual, I ended up playing charades with the front desk guy. He just smiled and said something about a charge to use the heater. I just threw him an assortment of coins and Julie negotiated the actual price. We were warm all night.
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