The reality of cocaine smuggling is hitting my face here in the airport constantly. My luggage has been checked 3 times. I almost became friends with a police officer who did me a drug check with x-rays. He`s from Iquitos. Moment ago, a couple police officers wanted to see my passport and boarding pass here in the departures lobby. Yay for a woman travelling alone!
The attention is probably also because of my quite hippieish look. Yesterday in Cusco, I chatted a bit with a similar artesan they have in Iquitos. The travelline one. After I had said goodbye to him, a peruvian lady who was walking ahead of me, turned around and said "esta artesano con hablaste? mal! venda drugos"
hahah. worried.
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Now I am in Lima. Internet cafe. With this cool dude called Caesar.
Guess what? This stupid girl apparently left her cellphone to Los Aticos in Cusco. YAY! :)
So no messages to me!
Besides, when I`ll be in San Ramon next morning, no contact to outer space in 3 days.
See ya.
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