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Motoventure Day 8: WTB Motoventure

Yes, 8 days so far and I have yet to leave on a mototaxi. In fact, no one has I believe! It looks like Group 1 got their paperwork around 7PM tonight though, so they should be off in the morning. A glimmer of hope for the rest of us. Right now, I'm expecting to be stuck here until Friday, which completely destroys any possibility of completing the trip without delaying my return. I'm looking at options but will probably need to extend my vacation by another week and eat a grand worth of plane tickets – I want to experience something beyond trying to kill myself getting to Asuncion.


I've now been in Huancayo sitting around for 4 complete days. :(

We had a parade today. Instead of a police escort out of town for 61 mototaxis rolling off in grand fanfare, we had a little ceremony and a police escort of 13 mototaxis back to the school where they are staying until the paperwork is done. >_<



Not much else to say. We're all accumulating all sorts of junk as the days go by, things we wouldn't have wasted time on otherwise. Today I got more random assorted gear including a wicked blanket (s/25 or ~7$), another bigger slingpack (s/30 or ~$8), some adjustable wrenches, a gas can (I was going to use water bottles but hey), and some more cold weather randomness including some thick hand made socks, a couple scarves, and a cool knitted hat (all of these for s/15 or ~$5). I'm going to have so much junk now heh.

I also found the LARGEST SQUASH IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! Yes, this was the highlight of my day, this thing must've been almost three feet around:


Rob & Will went so far as to drop off their jumpsuits to get them monogrammed and started buying decorations including a giant Bruce Lee poster. That kinda sums it up – instead of barreling down a road somewhere in South America we are buying Bruce Lee posters.

P.S. New pictures on flickr, click the slideshow to the right.


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