Playland Park

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I had a pretty amazing weekend when Lindsay came down to visit. Fun included in the Eden weekend package includes...

...touching seaweed and starfish

...flying around in Peruvian amusement park rides

...standing in line waiting to get on Peruvian amusement park rides

...making fun of and taking secret pictures of crazy latino hair

...eating supper with Peruvians obsessed with giving wet willies

Ferretería

means hardware store, not ferret store just so you know. If it did mean ferret store, you would be able to easily get the following novelty items for your hideous rodents anywhere in Peru:

Anyway, Dale and I were in a ferretería a few months back and spotted these interestingly labeled boxes.

We wanted to ask the owner what the boxes mean, but decided against it. You don't want to risk talking to a guy who just might sell halves of human body parts.

The art of driving like a jerk

is something I would like to learn as it is the only way you can drive in Lima, Peru.

A weekend ago, my new international drivers license close at hand, I attempted to make my way through the streets of Lima.

I learned that driving in Lima is just like driving in the states but for three differences:

1. Peruvians in cars are just like Peruvians in person – they don’t see personal space as something that should exist in our universe.

2. You must be rude or you will never get anywhere. You have to pull in front of cars even when it is their turn to go. You have to force people to slam on their breaks so that you can pass them. You can feel free to make a left turn while in the right lane, cutting off a whole line of cars wanting to go straight. When you have your hands on the wheel, you must become a ferocious driving animal, ready to stomp over all in your path.

3. You can’t trust anyone. Everyone is a possible threat to the wellbeing of your car so you must honk at every possible movement in your direction.

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My first go at it was a success I believe. I only almost got into one wreck.

More Mannequins

I really shouldn't have made fun of these mannequins with this picture. As a group, these she mannequins have been mistreated, rejected by the ones who should have loved them. They are pieces attempting to be completed by other pieces in this small corner of a garage. On the outside, they show ideal beauty. Look into the depths of their eyes and you see that their bodies are empty shells.

It would be appropriate to juxtapose the photograph with Picasso's work revealing brothel life.