Hi. I have slept.

I am drinking milky instant coffee, which reminds me of a book I won't name, but I always thought it sounded nasty but it's kinda good. Also, drinkiing coca tea 'cause my head's a bit woooozy. I think I'm giving myself imaginary altitude sickness, haha. I woke up this morning and was like, "I CAN'T BREATHE." I could breathe, but sometimes I catch my breath a little. Should be interesting hiking...

Also, my Birkenstocks are AMAZING. Nicki and I were walking around Cusco with our completely sleep deprived bodies and every part of my body BUT my feet was compaining, and Nicki said her shoes were bothering her feet. Her sneakers. THAT'S RIGHT, MY LOVELY BIRKENSTOCKS. I love you.

Man, I think I'm gonna take pics of this hostel 'cause it's amazing. The German/French guy next to me is talking about baby alpacas. Can I take baby alpaca home with me?

I just realized I mentioned dogs in the blog yesterday, but not why. There are sooo many stray dogs here. Everywhere. Poor perros.

Oh man. Apparently you kill the baby alpaca to make baby alpaca haired sweaters? NOT BUYING ONE. No sirree.

Anyway, as soon as we got here there was a huge billboard for a Big Mac welcoming us. Oh. OK.

K, we're leaving soon. I just have to finish drinking my milky coffee and coca tea.

P.S. Twitter sucks. I keep trying to get it to load and it won't. Where am I supposed to put my instant updates?! Shame, shame.

P.P.S. Nicki was telling me about these guys who were in Bolivia and how apparently they have Bolivian women fighting in Bolivia? They fight in their hoop skirts? For entertainment? Um.

P.P.P.S. PERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRO.