Let me complain for just a minute...

I realize that much of what I post on here is the fun, exciting things about life in Lima. However, believe it or not, there are some things (not very many, of course) that I don't like about Peru. The one thing I really hate is the ride home from classes.

We almost always get out of class at the height of rush hour traffic. First we seek out a form of public transportation that's heading in the right direction. Next, we have the challenge of finding a combi that has seats. Once we accomplish that, we have the pleasure of sitting in those seats for about an hour. And sometimes the "seats" aren't really seats... At one point during the ride home last night, there were 26 people in the combi I was on. Let me remind you that a combi is actually a 14-passenger van. Needless to say, it was pretty cozy. There were people standing. How they do that, I have no idea. All I know is, I don't think even half of my height could stand in a van like that for an hour. There is also the final pressure of yelling out where I need to get off. This involves speaking in Spanish with a somewhat believeable accent, a little boldness, and a lot of attentiveness. And if you don't speak up, too bad. After the long ride of stops, gos, close calls, and lots of car horns beeping, I am so glad to step off that bus.

Every day. We do this every day. I'm waiting for it to become fun...but things aren't looking good. Oh well. If the 4 hours of uncomfortableness each week is all I have to complain about, life is still pretty great. :-)