Sunday was my first day on my own here in Peru as my traveling partners left me the night before. I was excited, though, as I prepared to move into my new apartment with a host family. I met Henry the day before, and he seemed like a really nice guy. Alejandro from the Spanish school picked me up and drove me to the new apartment. I hastily unpacked, and soon was walking back into the town center, the Plaza de Armas, with Henry. We chatted on the way as he pointed out landmarks so I could find my way back. We laughed at tourists as he showed me some secret spots. Soon he bid farewell, and we went our separate ways.
I cruised around town for the rest of the afternoon. The weather in Arequipa is always nice: warm, dry, and sunny in the day and cool at night. I got lost on my way home, but only by a block. Upon return, Henry brought dinner upstairs for me, and we hung out and chatted. I spoke more continuous Spanish today than in the previous two weeks. And, despite my brain hurting from the effort, I feel like I am starting to make progress. I am excited for the homestay and to get to know the family.
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Hey buddy, just want to say thanks for keeping er'body updated. Its awesome (and a little painful at points) to read about your trials and tribulations. Good luck with the new living sitch. Big thanks for the Rickshaw Run shout out last weekend, that was some mighty fine lookin' out you did there. Take care of yourself brother. Who Dey!
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