Now that could do some damage. That is what I said as we walked through the Incan Museum.
Ohhh ... obsidian ... as I looked at the arrow heads.
We walked and walked.
What did you say Dad (Can't do some punctuation as the keyboards are so different in South America) I said.
Come over here.
So I came running. Skulls! Ready deep skulls! With a hole in the sides of their heads! It was from trappanning. We kept on walking.
We spotted pottery from three and a half thousand years ago.
We finally saw a black cage with windows. MUMMIES! FREAKY!!
There were small mummies, big mummies, scary mummies. They were bound in cloth rope. One was even in a clay barrel. We walked gain till we came to the end of our trip where we saw things for sale. We looked at a knife that had awesome carvings. By Zahn
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Independence Day in Cusco
Don ...Don ... De ... De ...De ... Don ... Don! Music boomed from trumpets and saxophones as they paraded around the main square, dominated by uniforms.
Guns and machine guns were held by every member of the armed force. Mortars and Howetzers set everywhere. There were people on the jeeps and people just walking, people that marched and people that just sung.
They marched on and on waiting for the signal to stop. The parade stopped and the forces stood completely still. We looked around to see everyone looking skyward so we looked up as well. We saw two men abseiling (repelling) off the roof of a buildin. As they did so, a gigantic Peruvian flag unfolded itself and looked amazing.
Independence day in Cusco on PhotoPeach
So after all of this in the heat of the day, we walked back to our hotel and guess what Zahn found ... 500 soles(250 NZ). We didn't know who had dropped it and we didn't hand it into the police because it we did they would have taken it and kept it for themselves. So lucky old thing got to keep it.
That night we went out for dinner. We saw a girl with her nose pressed against the windaw and her bulging eyes staring at the food left on tables. So when the customers had left, she and her little brother walked in, slid into the table and ate the food. Dad showed them more food, bought them an Inka cola each and they both sat down, enjoyed the meal and walked out with grins on their faces. Not knowing when their next meal would come they went outside, still dirty, to sit in the cold.
But as I sat there, with our table packed with food and us dressed like kings and queens beside our parents, I noticed the poverty of the life these children had. No parents, no opportunities, all dirty and sad. My luxurious life and them with nothing. By Amber
Guns and machine guns were held by every member of the armed force. Mortars and Howetzers set everywhere. There were people on the jeeps and people just walking, people that marched and people that just sung.
They marched on and on waiting for the signal to stop. The parade stopped and the forces stood completely still. We looked around to see everyone looking skyward so we looked up as well. We saw two men abseiling (repelling) off the roof of a buildin. As they did so, a gigantic Peruvian flag unfolded itself and looked amazing.
Independence day in Cusco on PhotoPeach
So after all of this in the heat of the day, we walked back to our hotel and guess what Zahn found ... 500 soles(250 NZ). We didn't know who had dropped it and we didn't hand it into the police because it we did they would have taken it and kept it for themselves. So lucky old thing got to keep it.
That night we went out for dinner. We saw a girl with her nose pressed against the windaw and her bulging eyes staring at the food left on tables. So when the customers had left, she and her little brother walked in, slid into the table and ate the food. Dad showed them more food, bought them an Inka cola each and they both sat down, enjoyed the meal and walked out with grins on their faces. Not knowing when their next meal would come they went outside, still dirty, to sit in the cold.
But as I sat there, with our table packed with food and us dressed like kings and queens beside our parents, I noticed the poverty of the life these children had. No parents, no opportunities, all dirty and sad. My luxurious life and them with nothing. By Amber
Our last day in Bolivia
Our last day in Copacabana and our last day in Bolivia. We walked around and found a red bus. As we started our journey, we went really slowly and it felt like we were going in circles as we headed out of the city. We soon got to the Peruvian border and we headed into Peru.
Oh ... I forgot ...By the bus station in Copacabana we went to a church with gates protecting it and a market to the side where I bought my first present. They were having an impressive ceremony. There were lines of people who had bought their cars to be blessed. They decorated them with flowers, then the priest would bless the car and the motor, then they would let off fire crackers. Then they would squirt the car with wine. Then we went to this big bunch of shops. We saw foosball so we had a game. Dad and I won. While we were eating at a market, some Argintineans came in and started singing and playing music. Mum had fried trout.
Back to the bus ride .... As soon as we got into Peru, we saw a few differences such as tuk tuks and cyclos.
We stayed in Puno for the night but in the morning, as we left, we got into a taxi. But it got stuck in a traffic jambecause of a parade to celebrate independence day in Peru. Because of the traffic jam, we had to jump out and get another taxi to the bus stop.
When we were half way on the bus to Cusco, a lady walked on selling a traditional meal of mutton and potatoes. It was quite like a hangi. There was a peruvian man on the bus called Henry. In Cusco we shared a taxi with him to our hotel.
Our hotel is actually a school. It surrounds a basketball sized court. Three sides are the school and one is the hostel. It is run by really nice nuns. By Zahn
Oh ... I forgot ...By the bus station in Copacabana we went to a church with gates protecting it and a market to the side where I bought my first present. They were having an impressive ceremony. There were lines of people who had bought their cars to be blessed. They decorated them with flowers, then the priest would bless the car and the motor, then they would let off fire crackers. Then they would squirt the car with wine. Then we went to this big bunch of shops. We saw foosball so we had a game. Dad and I won. While we were eating at a market, some Argintineans came in and started singing and playing music. Mum had fried trout.
Back to the bus ride .... As soon as we got into Peru, we saw a few differences such as tuk tuks and cyclos.
We stayed in Puno for the night but in the morning, as we left, we got into a taxi. But it got stuck in a traffic jambecause of a parade to celebrate independence day in Peru. Because of the traffic jam, we had to jump out and get another taxi to the bus stop.
When we were half way on the bus to Cusco, a lady walked on selling a traditional meal of mutton and potatoes. It was quite like a hangi. There was a peruvian man on the bus called Henry. In Cusco we shared a taxi with him to our hotel.
Our hotel is actually a school. It surrounds a basketball sized court. Three sides are the school and one is the hostel. It is run by really nice nuns. By Zahn
Where are we going...
Heading to Copucabana...
As soon as i woke up we rushed out to the market for our final fruit salad in Sucre before the taxi arrived. No luck...we were eating our fruit salad IN the taxi. As soon as we got to the airport we went and checked in. Oh no! Our plane was delayed by an hour. From in the air i saw rugged terrein that was higher than the clouds...amazing! After landing we caught a three hour bus to Copucabana. I was reading most of the time. Through the window there were pigs on a lesh and llamas all over the place. Pa, Amber and I keep swapping seats.
Then we stopped! Were we there i wondered ... No ...We stilll had a short bus ride and a short boat ride. VRrrrr as we hopped on the boat. we went across on one boat and our bus went across on another. we hopped off and continued to Copacabana. We got there perfectly fine. By Zahn
Today was a what are we doing day. So we walked out the door of our hotel with pot belly stomachs full of the delishimo breakfast we had at Hotel Utama. We went for a wander and found what i like ton call the god looks over me hill. It 3966 metres high and covered with crosses. Christians believed that by throwing pebbles onto the crosses, god would look over them.
There were two hills and when we got to the top of the first hill we found a gorgeous black dog (black labrudor) who followed us upm to the top of the second hill. Then he waited for us to give him some food. He sat staring at us with his bulging black eyes. As he sat sulking on and on he made Zahn and i feel sad and want to take him home with us, but he already belonged to some one.
When we got to the bottom of the hill we spotted a boat that all the indigenous people sailed on...so we hopped on too. After the three hours it took to get there, we realsed we did not know where we were going but managed to make our way safely to the island of Isle del Sol. When we got to the island we saw pack donkeys and llamas. But the poor animals were being whacked and whacked...animal cruelty! By Amber!
As soon as i woke up we rushed out to the market for our final fruit salad in Sucre before the taxi arrived. No luck...we were eating our fruit salad IN the taxi. As soon as we got to the airport we went and checked in. Oh no! Our plane was delayed by an hour. From in the air i saw rugged terrein that was higher than the clouds...amazing! After landing we caught a three hour bus to Copucabana. I was reading most of the time. Through the window there were pigs on a lesh and llamas all over the place. Pa, Amber and I keep swapping seats.
Then we stopped! Were we there i wondered ... No ...We stilll had a short bus ride and a short boat ride. VRrrrr as we hopped on the boat. we went across on one boat and our bus went across on another. we hopped off and continued to Copacabana. We got there perfectly fine. By Zahn
Today was a what are we doing day. So we walked out the door of our hotel with pot belly stomachs full of the delishimo breakfast we had at Hotel Utama. We went for a wander and found what i like ton call the god looks over me hill. It 3966 metres high and covered with crosses. Christians believed that by throwing pebbles onto the crosses, god would look over them.
There were two hills and when we got to the top of the first hill we found a gorgeous black dog (black labrudor) who followed us upm to the top of the second hill. Then he waited for us to give him some food. He sat staring at us with his bulging black eyes. As he sat sulking on and on he made Zahn and i feel sad and want to take him home with us, but he already belonged to some one.
When we got to the bottom of the hill we spotted a boat that all the indigenous people sailed on...so we hopped on too. After the three hours it took to get there, we realsed we did not know where we were going but managed to make our way safely to the island of Isle del Sol. When we got to the island we saw pack donkeys and llamas. But the poor animals were being whacked and whacked...animal cruelty! By Amber!
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