27th day in Peru

    Almost a month. Longest I've ever been from home. Finally starting to miss it haha. I miss being able to walk out my door and into a forest, or down a river, or up a mountain. I miss my greens and blues and nature and ahh! Can't believe I'm not gonna snowboard this year. Everyone thinks I'm crazy for wanting to hit up the beach and go swimming these days. Apparently it's cold but... somehow I doubt it. :P

     Other random things about Peru. At night, there are watchmen on the residential streets with whistles. At first I had no idea why I'd always hear these people whistling, but it's apparently for my safety. A whistle means be careful, maybe think about crossing the street, sketchy characters ahead. Comforting, no?

      Last night Jhoselyn and I were walking from her friend's house just a little after 7pm, so fairly early in the night, but pitch black dark, and we saw three guys ahead of us. Except two of them were beating on the third. :( I have witnessed my first mugging. I actually can't stand violence. Makes me wanna punch somebody HAHA. But no. It was kinda scary though, because we were the only other people around other than some cars on the highway. We only had 3 soles, so we couldn't take a cab, which is why we were walking. Jhoselyn immediately got scared and started practically running in the opposite direction, where we just came from. Stupid idea. I figured it would be better to stay chill and flag down a cab where we were. Running in the opposite direction tells the muggers right away that you're scared and you can be a target. Why run if you don't have something valuable, right? Anyways, I calmed her down a bit, tried to explain my reasoning in spanish, and when I turned back they were all running down some alley chasing the mugged guy. :( I HATE violence. Seeing somebody punched and stuff, even if it's in the dark, makes me sick. Makes me sad. No me gusta.
      Flagged down a cab anyways and paid the rest of the fee once we got to her house. No biggie