So far Peru seems exacty like Bolivia, only a little more expensive. The food menus are exactly the same which is a little worrying. The lads think I have that syndrome where I make myself physically ill through the power of my mind even though there is nothing wrong with me. Im not allowed moan any more unless its from a hangover.
Cusco seems like a great place so I´ll probably end up staying for a while. Really nice looking city. Makes a change from filthy La Paz. We stayed in a Frankenstein themed hostel last night. V Cool but moved today to the wicked Point hostel because it is THE party hostel in Cusco. Got blind drunk last night in the Irish bar and had the craic with a gang of Irish lads from Stillorgan. Dying today. Crawled back to the Irish bar for lunch but could only stomach half a sandwich.
I need to make a decision about the Inca trail. The proper one is fully booked for months ahead but there are loads of alternative trails ranging in difficulty. Getting a train up is even a option, although the venturers would probably be disgusted if I didn´t trek seeing as they have all done it. The two Irish guys (Yeah, Im still with them!) think its hilarious that Im even contemplating doing the 5 day trek. They´ve seen me get taxis up the hill to our hostel in La Paz and the resurrgance of my asthma since Ive started smoking again.
Im thinking about giving up but Im not sure I have the energy for it. Im hoping when we part ways in a day or so and Im away from their bad influence, I may be able to do it. My nodules haven´t noticably flared up YET but its surely in the post. God I hate being an addict. Maybe I´ll start biting my nails again instead.
Im getting really sad at the thought of leaving the lads cause weve been travelling for such a long time together now. Weve had a real laugh and the thought of having to talk to new people again was daunting me a bit. Luckily though I met a wicked American girl on the bus and weve really clicked so were going to stick together for a bit. Usually the Bostonian accent goes through me but for whatever reason, hers doesn´t grate at all. Its nice being around a girl for a change and should soften the blow of leaving the lads.
Cusco seems like a great place so I´ll probably end up staying for a while. Really nice looking city. Makes a change from filthy La Paz. We stayed in a Frankenstein themed hostel last night. V Cool but moved today to the wicked Point hostel because it is THE party hostel in Cusco. Got blind drunk last night in the Irish bar and had the craic with a gang of Irish lads from Stillorgan. Dying today. Crawled back to the Irish bar for lunch but could only stomach half a sandwich.
I need to make a decision about the Inca trail. The proper one is fully booked for months ahead but there are loads of alternative trails ranging in difficulty. Getting a train up is even a option, although the venturers would probably be disgusted if I didn´t trek seeing as they have all done it. The two Irish guys (Yeah, Im still with them!) think its hilarious that Im even contemplating doing the 5 day trek. They´ve seen me get taxis up the hill to our hostel in La Paz and the resurrgance of my asthma since Ive started smoking again.
Im thinking about giving up but Im not sure I have the energy for it. Im hoping when we part ways in a day or so and Im away from their bad influence, I may be able to do it. My nodules haven´t noticably flared up YET but its surely in the post. God I hate being an addict. Maybe I´ll start biting my nails again instead.
Im getting really sad at the thought of leaving the lads cause weve been travelling for such a long time together now. Weve had a real laugh and the thought of having to talk to new people again was daunting me a bit. Luckily though I met a wicked American girl on the bus and weve really clicked so were going to stick together for a bit. Usually the Bostonian accent goes through me but for whatever reason, hers doesn´t grate at all. Its nice being around a girl for a change and should soften the blow of leaving the lads.
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