A spoon and some vaseline got really close to my eyes. A minute later I had Pampers on my shoulders and Annie had Kotex on her head. And then glitter, loads of it, was poured over our heads, smeared on my face, sprinkled on our shoulders and necks. The purpose of all this? For the [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Candalaria’
Pampers, Kotex, Spoons and Vaseline. And Glitter.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Candalaria on February 13, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Kvetching Board 2/12
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Border Crossing, Busses, Candalaria, Kvetch, Peru on February 13, 2010 | 2 Comments »
kvetch: v.1 (Yiddish) to complain
Bear and Devil Dying for a Drop to Drink
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Candalaria, Family, Peru on February 12, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
The whole story starts with an innocent proposition, planned to fail: I said I would dance if Carmen, the mother of the household where we are staying, would also dance. It seemed like a safe bet as the whole morning she had been saying that she couldn’t possibly dance since Darwin, her husband didn´t like [...]
Let the Wild Rompus Begin!
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Candalaria, Family, Peru, Photos on February 10, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Is that how you spell “rompus”? Well, I think rompus might be a good way to describe what happens when the Candalaria begins. Because it brings with it Carnaval, although the dancing for Carnaval, and the official week of Carnaval comes later. And it is dancing, shiny and sparkly, and bright colors, and too much food, and [...]
Dancing for La Mamita
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Candalaria, Peru on January 25, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
So starting on Thurday is the Fiesta de la Virgen de la Candalaria. The Party for the Virgen of the Candalaria. Also known as La Mamita Candalaria. If you´ve ever seen videos of Carnaval in Rio it reminds me of that. Except no bikinis or topless girls. But conjuntos (teams) dance various dances and music plays and it’s a big party [...]
Hungover
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Candalaria, Peru, Salud on January 14, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Everyday since arrival I´ve awoken with a hangover. And I haven´t had a single class of wine. Or beer, or pisco. It´s an altitude hangover. And it hurts. My head pounds. And my mouth is dry. Puno is at 12, 556 feet above sea. No wonder. When I was on my way here for the second [...]
