Day 62

I wanted to sleep in but woke up at 6. I went to class by 10 (it was about a 15-minute commute because of no traffic) to get my grade on the test and in the class. I got a 97 on the test, but an 87 in the class, which was again the highest grade in the class, and again the perfectionist in me says, "That's a B." Then I went to coffee at Starbucks with Ludvig (Swedish guy) and Vanessa (Irish girl), other students of Spanish. We had a good chat while I drank much-needed caffeine, and then I invited Vanessa to join Eden and I as we explored Huaca Pucllana, some pre-Inca ruins in the middle of Miraflores. So we picked Eden up from school (she had a half-day) and started walking on Angamos to some ruins that she "supposedly" bikes past everyday, but according to the hand-drawn, detailed map Meredith had given me, we were going the wrong direction on Angamos. So I asked a guy in a business suit which way on Angamos to go -- he said it was far (and by far he meant 10 blocks) and offered to drive us there. We all looked at each other like, "Is this safe?" but I figured there were three of us, so we could take him. If it were two, I wouldn't have gotten in. Actually, I probably wouldn't have asked a man but would have waited to find a petite woman to ask for directions. He was nice -- worked for an insurance broker, a British company -- and dropped us off right at the entrance. It was 7 soles and an English tour began 15 minutes after we got there. Perfect timing -- we would have missed it if we had walked. We took the tour (photo taken mid-tour), and it was very interesting, though our guide's English pronunciation was pretty off -- "earthquake" became "earkquathe," "skeleton" was "skeletumm," and "construction" was "constraption." If English weren't our first language, we wouldn't have understood her. At Huaca Pucllana, I saw my first Peruvian hairless dogs. I'm not going to lie -- pretty gross. Their skin looks like elephant skin. After the tour, we had a menú for lunch (cheap lunch that comes with two plates and a drink for usually less than 10 soles). Then we took the bus home, I got to hear my friend's London proposal story (yay!), and then I met up with Eden at the bus stop at like 7:15, which turned into 7:35 because Eden's turning Peruvian. We went to meet Claudia and Gabriel for ice cream in Jockey Plaza. The best moment of the day was when Eden accidentally knocked her two giant scoops of ice cream off of her cone onto the floor. It was like a cartoon or a movie. I would have taken a picture if she hadn't said "I don't even care!" and picked it up off the floor right away with her hands. I'm not sure what her eating plan was with two scoops of ice cream in her hands. The lady behind the counter ended up making her a new one and then put it upside down in a cup for her so it wouldn't happen again. We hung out for about 2 hours maybe before we came home. I went to bed exhausted.