Volcano

This picture was taken in Arequipa on the roof of the nunnery/church we walked around in. It's of a big volcano. I've always wanted to see a volcano erupting. Volcanos are the main reason I would like to go to Hawaii. This volcano actually looks like a volcano should too. It's amazing the number of people that live in the immediate area, and some on the foothills of something that is basically a powder keg waiting to go off.

Mostly it's a nice picture though, and I'm not feeling very anecdotal, so there will have to be more stories later.

robot

robot
Originally uploaded by transplant.

So the other day, I bought this scratchboard. If you aren't familiar, scratcboard is like when you draw with a marker, then rub black crayon over it, then scrape it off. Except you buy it. And it's clay instead of crayon.

Anyway. I made this robot. Or Robit if you are Dr. Zoidberg.

Finally!

So, $90.00 later, I got my pictures from Peru back. This is one of my favorite pictures, it's of boats. It was taken in Arica at the top of the big hill with the Jesus statue on top. I'll post more pictures later. I actually like getting actual prints back, instead of having them all downloaded into the computer. (I guess eventually, I'll scan them all in so I can reprint bigger ones) One of my favorite parts of that day was that it was cloudy and foggy at the horizon, so there was no line between the ocean and the sky. It was just all grey. I have a picture of that too.

In other news, one of our windows was broken by the kids in the neighborhood. One of the kids in the neighborhood later claimed responsibility (it was the one who was caught trying to light cardboard on fire next to our house) so we couldn't get too mad, because at least he tried to claim responsibilty. We later found out his sister threw the rock at the window anyway. Ususally when things get broken (like the gate, the first broken window, the gate AGAIN) all of the kids either run away or blame it on each other. All summer it's been a pretty fine balance between us and the kids outside, and for a few days it seemed like the final straw. Lately though, we've made an effort to sit outside on the stoop and watch them play stickball, talk to them, and let them pet the dog and it feels much nicer than cursing them under our breaths everytime we go outside.

But more on Peru later.

Hot Fun in the Summer Time

Back in Brooklyn. The photos from Peru will be posted when I get them back. (Yes, I actually managed to drop off film to be developed.) But for now this one will do. I can't exactly say that it's good to be in Brooklyn, what with the 90 degree weather and 90% humidity. It's that part of the New York summer that everyone hates. I'm already counting the days until August is over, and we begin Fall. Which is one of the better seasons over here in Nueva York. But as Lil' Sis recently heard me say. I love wearing sweatshirts, and that is what it all comes down to.

On the upside though, I'm pretty much over being sick, so I can now go back to eating NACHOS without fear or retribution from my poor overworked digestive system.