Titty Caca (Lake Titicaca)

Hello All!

We arrived in Puno on Monday and had Chinese food for dinner. There we met these older men from Tai Pei and they thought Brenda was 16. They keep talking to her in Mandarin, but B did not want to speak, and me and the others just smiled.

On Tuesday, we went on a 3hr boat ride in Lake Titicaca and visited various islands. On Uros Islands, we had sword flights with the plant that they used to make everything (including the island itself). A frat boy and Mrs.Sales wrestled on the island. That afternoon we were passed off to our ¨moms¨ and ¨dads¨. My mom was 28, and B and Adrienne´s mom was 24. I have to say that yesterday was the most interesting experience of my life! Adrienne needed to go, but was too afraid to use their outhouse of a bathroom. Needless to say, holding it in for that long gave Adrienne stomach problems. We played soccers with the locals. It wasn´t easy playing at 3800m above sea level. We climbed up to the peak of the island to see the sunset and B and Adrienne barely made it. (Altitude... and wussiness in my opinion) At dinner, I started getting some major cramps, so I had to excuse myself. I told her I had a stomach problems, and my mom asked if I had altitude sickness, I answered with ¨Creo es el tiempo de el mes¨. LOL Go translate that yourself. My ¨mom¨ laughed, so I assume that expression exists in Latin America. After dinner our ¨moms¨ dressed us up in traditional islander clothing and brought us to a fiesta. We wore poofy skirts, corsets, and a shawl over our heads. (Pictures to come) According to B, I looked Muslim, Adrienne looked like a bag lady, AliceL looked like a gypsy. We dance to local music (to me it all sounds like Shakira music because they played that flute) in the dance hall. Eventually we moved the fiesta outside and danced in a ring around a fire. It felt like a seance. My time is up. B will continue to blog.

Chau