One dollar haircut...

But maybe, just maybe, worth a lot more. Although I haven't really looked in a mirror, I'm almost positive it's better than the majority of the cuts I get in the states for $15 or more.

After getting over some type of bug that had me making frequent bathroom trips and wishing kids were a little less voicetrous, I'm back. Back to enjoying Peru and really getting a kick out of working with these kids. Today we had the first grade class at the beginning of the day and 3 teachers working with 12 kids isn't even enough. Every 5 seconds a kid from one direction or the other is screaming AYUDAME! Which is help me. I understand now why Claire can come home from work tired and ready for a glass of wine.

I wish I could find a single keyboard in Peru that worked like the last but I guess I'm not so lucky. Imagine quotation marks around AYUDAME! Beyond that I've gotten to know the family that we eat with pretty well. The husband and wife have a 5 year old daugher who is absolutely adorable but has become acccostomed to receiving either stickers or a treat everytime I come by. Thanks mom for all the gifts, she's going to be one of the main recipients. Anyways, they have invited Claire and I to the wedding of a brother in late July, I'm hoping we can see Macchu Picchu and get back here to Sapallanga to take part in a Peruvian boda.

On the theme of Peruvian weddings: Becky and I have been invited to TWO this Saturday. And we are supposed to go see some ruins with our inn keeper Roman, the same great guy who took us to see a market and museum about the War of The Pacific last Saturday. I really wish I spoke better Spanish so I could learn more about him. Tonight in passing he mentioned that he fought Shining Path when he was younger. Now he designs, builds, and paints exterior fixtures around Sapallanga. I took some pictures of the things he's done. Pretty impressive.

Anyways, I managed to get placed at the computer closest to the bathroom at this internet cafe and I think they must have ran out of urinal cakes because it smells something fierce. Miss the states, but I'm having a great time here too.