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Trip Start Sep 01, 2005
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Trip End May 11, 2006


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Saturday, November 12, 2005

Estoy enfermo. Which, in English, means I have Bird Flu.

I met an English girl at the Spanish school I was at yesterday, we went out for a few drinks after our lessons, nothing too late. By the time I got into bed I was shaking uncontrollable. I then had to listen to two other people in my dorm bang on about the Spanish language, all the time dropping in hints about how good they were at it, I swear they made me feel more ill than I already was.

I had a really crap night, hardly sleeping at all. I woke this morning completely drained. I didn't make it to my Spanish lesson today, I crawled down there this evening to pay for yesterdays lesson and meet the English girl to tell her I wasn't going to make it out this evening.

I'm setting off on the Inca trail tomorrow. I considered canceling but really don't want to have to wait here another 4 or 5 days to get on it again. I think if I cancelled it I wouldn't bother going at all. I think the first day wont be too difficult, just 12km before we camp. I was under the impression we didn't have to carry anything, apparently we do have to carry our own belongings. One T-shirt, check. One pair of boxers, check. One pair of socks, check.

There's a big group of Aussies in the same group as me, they seem like a good laugh. Aussies normally are really easy to get on with, apart from that one we met in Mexico.

I managed to get my hair cut yesterday, all conducted in Spanish, and although it does look like it was cut by an 8 year old retard it's not an undercut, mullet, or Mohican. Because who'd want a Mohican? Eh Lewis! :P

I even managed to have a bit of a chat with the hairdresser. We talked about the economy, the struggle of the indigenous people to find equality in a divided society, the constant failure of successive governments to address these issues, and toped it off with a discussion about the political turmoil of Peru's past 50 years. General chit chat.

Now if it would stop bloody raining I could go and get some dinner. I haven't eaten in ages.
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