My Fun and Scary Days

Three days ago, we were sitting on the balcony of a restaurant having drinks on the Plaza de Armas. One guy with a funky on, on the sidewalk below, shouted "OIY!" and then he threw a piece of paper up to us with a rope. We caught it and looked at it. It had a man wearing a mask swinging ropes that had fire on them. It was a fire show.


In the morning two days ago, we sat for a long time in the Plaza Regocijo. A smaller, quieter park than the Plaza de Armas. We were sitting on a bench reading our books when three girls came out holding a small baby llama. Dad took us over there and we got to hold the baby llama while he took our picture with all of the girls. It was fun, the llama was so soft and cute. His name was Pepito.

On that afternoon, we visited the Central Mercado, we also went to the theatre to buy tickets. Later in the night, we went to the show. It was amazing! At the beginning of the show, the actors were out greeting the people there to see the show. Many of them had on masks. There was a baker, his wife and a drunk guy. One guy, without a mask on, had a pretend camera and was going around taking fake pictures of the audience.


The best part of the show was when many guys came out of the curtains wearing stilts with funky clothes on over them and masks. They jumped up into the air and flipped each other over.

The other best part of the show was the acrobatics. There was a small table on the stage with two small pieces of wood mounted on foot long poles hammered into the table. One acrobat climbed up on the table holding onto the boards. He did a handstand on the boards and balanced his whole body on one arm on the board. He was very strong.

Yesterday, we took a bus from Cusco back to Puno. On the way, the tire on the bus popped. It was the tire right below where we (Meghan & I) were sitting. It was scary! The bus leaned a little to our side. We sat on the side of the road while the men tried to find a piece of the bus that had broken off behind us and the other men changed the tire and pumped it up. By the time we reached Juliaca (still 50 minutes from Puno), they decided that the bus could not make the trip. We got on a tiny bus and it took an hour to go to Puno.

Finally, we reached the Mosoq Inn (our hotel). We were very tired and hungry. We went to a close restaurant and we had a big bowl of soup with lots of vegetables. When we got back to the hotel, we made hot tea - but we didn't drink it because we climbed in our comfy beds and fell right to sleep (we drank it this morning!)