Art in the Park

Lucy and I are working on some new things for an exhibition and we took the morning off to do art together.

Lucy, a mother of three boys, doesn't get much time for her art. But her husband watched them in a nearby park. No one bugged us but two Jehovah's witnesses but Lucy scared them away fairly quickly. No one was gonna mess with the only art time she had had in a month.

Pick up line of the week

Above is a chart showing what some of the public transportation can look like here. The cobrador is the guy who tries to shove as many people who are willing into his van. The driver is usually the cobrador's father, husband, or distant uncle and sometimes he is just a random guy who picked him up off the street. To see an infomercial made for cobradors (with one questionable hand gesture) click here.

Recently, when I was looking to publicly transport myself to my work, a combi flew up to where I was standing...

Cobrador: Get in, get in, get in!
Me: (Ignoring him)
Cobrador: Hey lady! Where you are going, I am your destino!*

*Destino means destination OR destiny in Spanish, which made the line kind of clever. Most Peruvians have a way with words.