Great stuff
Saturday, 6 August 2005
This site has not been having fun over the past week or so and I have not been able to tell you about the excellent wicked stuff we have seen and about "The Worst Place on Earth - TM".....
In Chiclayo we went to a witches market and I had a excellent conversation (In Spanish!) with this bloke about the male enhancing powers of teh bulls testicals that were hanging from the side of his stall, how I thought that taking hallucinogenic Cacti wasn´t really something I fancied doing that day, but he thought it was great and very popular with indiginous people. And I almost bought a love potion which will bring you the one you desire in love. Wicked! They also have the cure for cancer in Chiclayo market, Doctor Kate take note! It is made from cat grease and can also cure rheumatiod arthritis and bunions (I think from his description it was bunions it was some type of lumpy feet thing anyhow). How cool is that? We ended up buying a really manky looking thing in a jar which brings good luck which I have put with my new St Christopher. I took a photo of the bollocks wich will be in the photo section for your delectation very soon.
We also saw the reall life cities of gold which are stored in a huge Incan bunker/ Museo, Peruvian Boobies in the Balletas islands and, themetically, the worlds most important suppliers of bird pooh, those birds really go for it, its up to 50m deep in some places apparently.
Just so you know, the worst place in the world is on the panamerican highway between Lima and Pisco, those shanty towns make mosside look like Beverly Hills. When our bus stopped people started banging against the side of it, obviously desperate to get out of the rubbish tip they lived in. Literally a pile of bits of plastic corrogated iron and cardbord in the middle of a vast desert. Harsh. It was like what you expect might be left after armagedon.
What else? Yeah we are now in Huancachina which is a beautiful Oasis town in the middle of the desert, very hoiliday resortish where you can sandboard. I haven´t done that yet because I have been very busy having the worst hangover I´ve had since Japan.
One more thing, Kate Sant sent me an email. It was great! I love you Oh Santy One, good luck with the hard studying that you aren´t doing if you´re reading this!
On August 16, 2005, Helen said:
I feel obliged to inform you, Mrs Webb, that The Sant is not as studious and holy as she may have led you believe. We have just returned from Shambala Festival (Me, Tim, Katie, Simon, Fenn, Rachel, Andy and Steve H). Katie achieved the pinnacle of her alter ego,Cider-Kate and regailed us with school hymns and Guide songs. She was also seen drooling in love over some giant lanterns and tring to eat cheese out of the grass. I, of course, remained entirely sober.
Andy was hilarious. He brought a gazebo which provided much social ammusement. Late on Saturday night/ Sunday morning Andy was in such a state that he stood up inside the gazebo to go out for a piss but couldn't work out how to get out of it. After a while of standing motionless and trying to see the sides, he ventured towards a wall but could not locate any doorways. We managed to come to his rescue just before he wet him self. However, he then proceded to try and have a piss against the outside of the gazebo (made of thin netting).
Oh we had a jolly fine time. Here's to next year.
There will be photos on Tim's website soon (largely consisting of pirates) Arrgh
On August 16, 2005, Catherine said:
That naughty Sant woman. She shouldn´t really be let out without a competant supervisor.