La Mona Danesa: Arequipa

Friday I crossed the boarder and went back to Peru. It was a 7 hour busride, and as soon as I got in the bus the guy next to me started talking to me. He was from Peru, worked in a mine for 60 kr. a day (8 hours of work). And as it usually is aroud here he asked about my age and if I was single and as if we had known eachother for a long time (or at least more than 5 minutes) he asked for my e-mail so we could keep in touch. And he didn't really want to take no for an answer. Bahhh. He was actually really annoying so I put music in my ears and pretended to sleep a lot of the time.

When I arrived to Arequipa I shared a cab to the center with a german couple who did not speak spanish, and we went for a beer together. And then I met up with Sarah ! I guess people at the plaza were looking at us a little weirdly, because we screamed and jumped and hugged. It was SO good to see her again. We dumped our stuff at the hostel and went to a Chifa (chinese restaurant - very famous here in Peru) and had dinner. We talked about our trips and everything we had been expiriencing. But it was kind of hard to really talk a lot, because several times guys we didn't know just started talking to us, and one of them didn't take a hint that we didn't want to talk with him. I already started missing the peace from Chile a little bit.
But we also got to talk with some guys from the jungle who were really cool. They knew some streetmusicians from the jungle who were at the plaza de armas, and they started playing for us, and we danced. It was hilarious. And we became this attraction. People started taking pictures of the musicians in their fancy clothes of course, but they also started taking pictures of Sarah and me. We found that very funny.

The next day we met up with one of the jungle guys again. He was an artesanian and he showed us a couple of things, it was really great, but I kind of sucked at doing it. We agreed on meeting up again in the evening to go out or something together. We met Christine and Emma for dinner and we all talked about what we had been doing on our trips.
After that we met up with Omar, the artisanian, and he told us that a big group of artesanians and street musicians were having a great time just a block away. so we went there, and danced and had a great time with these really cool people. The police came and said that we couldn't be there. So we packed our stuff and went to a skatepark and continued the party there. I was impressed about how they just played the drums, threw stuff around in the air and made a great party from nothing. Later we went dancing and drinking and I was home 7.30 in the morning. What a great party.
The next day was a little slow, but that was a good thing I guess. And the night as well. But Monday we went selling stuff with Omar, and later we met up with Darwin and his argentinian friend. I really found out how annoying the police is. Sarah and I were not selling anything, just trying to make bracelets, but they were up our asses all the time "you can't be here, you can't do this, you can't do that". I was kind of funny, because some of the guys were so provocating towards the police, and sold stuff right in front of the policeman, and didn't really listen to what he had to say.

I was sad that I had bought my ticket for Monday, since Sarah was staying until Tuesday, and we really had a great time with these awesome people, but I couldn't change it, so I had to go. But I really had had a great time there. I was definately gonna miss the people here.

Here are some pictures from the time there: