I managed to scratch a lens in my glasses a couple of weeks ago. I think I was horsing around with Rusty but instead of blaming him I found an optician and for a hundred bucks I got replacements.
They told me to expect them at the end of the month but they were ready yesterday. I used my old Key West prescription (thank you Doctor Douville) which still works well enough for me. It was easy and I am in Peru. I wish the transmission was as quick.
A long line as usual at the national ID office. You better never change your address or take your husbands last name if you live in Peru. You’ll spend more time idling on the sidewalk than you want to think about.
I thought I might stop by the cathedral for some pictures. That didn’t work out. It’s closed except between 5 and 6 pm.
They are preparing for something and the only thing I could find was St Peter and Paul on the 29th, the next national holiday. The last national holiday was June 7th, flag day so they are doing pretty well on the time off. The only problem is weekends are only one day around here, you work Saturdays in Peru.
Arequipa is nice. You should take a vacation here, but for me I feel like I’ve put down roots here.
I hope not.
