volado

y así, medio despierto, me suben a un coche. No sé si fue medio azul o medio púrpura, lo que sí sé es que fue totalmente destartalado. Me aprietan contra un asiento con una cosa así como de cuero negro. Oigo un hombre desconocido que grita: partimos!!

luego de 3 segundos el arriba se me confunde con la izquierda y el abajo con el detrás . Por más rápido que vamos no podemos dejar atrás a los alaridos de María. Pareciera que la persistencia la llevan ellos también :)

y yo que pensaba que el lodo era lo más divertido

y tu que decías que los chanchos no vuelan...

I party with Pepe Vasquez!!!!

Of course to most of you it won't mean a thing but I could not begin to tell you how importat he's been for our afro music. He's just it...
I even shared a tear or two (couldnt quite tell you as I was cachina out that night) as I sang the Jipy Jay to the top of my lungs with two extremely beautiful girls and it was thanks to them that we managed to somehow make friends with the band (actually I know how) and get driven to the hotel where the whole group was staying, a short shower in the pool, share some words with Pepe and some more laughs with the band ...awesome... I tell you, Im not washing my hands again....


A little relax the next day at Huacachina maybe even go visit a witch or two at Cachiche, a most adorable kid told us the story but hardly anything was understandable, oh well, nice sights nonetheless. Ohhh, how pretty my country can be when it wants to....

Festival de la Vendimia 2008

In Ica for the Vendimia!!! Plenty of cachina and pisco for me!
Ica has, after all, pull another Vendimia, and being that I live just 4 hours away, couldn't afford to miss it. In my daily battle against the people who think that pisco comes from Chile I couldnt miss the birth of Pisco's brother: chingerito. Next time you come, make sure stop by and try one. Till next year then Ica...