martes, 16 de enero de 2007

Tragedy or Funniest Thing Ever?

I´ve been ill to say the least the last couple days, so that´s why the blog´s been quiet, and all i did today was laundry, walk around, and take a worthy risk on a street vendors baked potato with cheese and onions. Perhaps not the best idea having just conquered the MotherDemon of Diarrhea, but heck, what did i come here for? And I don´t particularly like taking pictures around here, not for fear of theft, but for fear of sticking out even more, when i already feel like, well, a six-foot-four non-spanish speaking string bean in a sea of chattering single-bean people. so maybe in time. but just one quick story:
Andy (one of the two other volunteers right now) and I were waiting for a tut-tut (three wheeled taxi) right near our house, when one full of people comes cruisin down the hill at 25+. As it gets closer, this big ol´white sheepdog bounds over the barrier from the other side of the road. The scene is set.
Now let me take a minute to explain to you the new place in my heart dogs have taken during my time here in Ayacucho. Every night, as I take my last long breathe before falling deep into my beauty rest, it starts with one yip. Yip. Yip Yip. Yip yip arf. Arf BARK AKLFIHWFHESAFOIWEHFOIDSFAOIDEFHAOIFNÑAIANDSOFÑ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I´m ordinarily a loving and humane master. Key word MASTER. These dogs are raucous and unruly, dragging their bottoms upon the most basic Pet-Master Tenets.
So back to the story. I´ve got five minutes on the computer. This dog jumps the boundary, hesistates as if it has a brain, then bounds out right in front of this speeding taxi. WHAMMY. The taxi screeches its brakes for a second, but it´s probably not the first time, so off it goes. The dog rolls over a couple times, but unfortunately, in the same motion, pops onto its feet and books down the street, actually faster than the assailsant taxi. So apparently they´re as resilient as they are goddamn annoying. Neevrtheless, I still counted it as a point for mankind, Andy and I high-fived, and I laughed about it all day. Whoooo.....

2 comentarios:

Brian Fukushima dijo...

I finally figured out how to leave a fucking comment - i dunno man your blogs always crack me up... its weird you're like a billion miles away or atleast it seems like that (well to me a billion miles is a 30 minute drive or more) blahhhh when do you get back again? and its nice to hear that you conquered diahrea - once your body gets adjusted to the food it will be fine - that happened to me when i lived in the wilderness for a whileee durrrr. take care

-Brian

wu dijo...

that happened to my dog once too. no joke. hahhahaha

take care owen !!! don't eat anything sketchy.