Yesterday Natasja and I went to the Market around the corner. I was convinced I new how to get to the market and the store. I was wrong. But now I know how! We went to the market and bought all sorts of things. Natasja doesn't really have clean clothes because she's been wearing the same few outfits since she was in Cuzco and Machu Pichu. Welcome to exchange student travels I guess. We went and bought some more clothes. I got 2 dresses thank goodness. I want to tell you the funniest thing we see and SMELL in the markets. They smell so bad!!! They have chickens hanging by their feet in the markets. Not just a couple. Tons. And it's the entire chicken. From toe to head. It's really quite funny. Chicken is a HUGE part of the diet here. There are "pollerias" everywhere. Pollerias are chicken restaurants. KFC is also popular here. Natasja bargained a lot, or attempted to. They were pretty firm on their prices, surprisingly. I heard it wasn't like that. After the market we were going to go to the store to pull out money and buy Natasja stuff for a shower. We couldn't find the store. Turns out when I found it later we were super super close!!! But now I know where they both are so from now on I will find it!! After the Market we came home and ate. Then we went to the beach with the other Denmark girls and Paola's family. It was so gorgeous!!!! The waves were big. There were surfers EVERYWHERE. I want to learn to surf. So. Bad. So so so so so so bad. I need to know how to surf, ride a motorcycle, and snowboard. Or my life will never be complete. I have never considered myself beautiful. I mean, I know I'm not the ugliest person in the world, and I have confidence in what I am. I know I am who God made me and stuff. I have never had an issue with my self esteem, but still, I've never thought I was beautiful or anything. But here, men treat me like I'm a goddess or something. I guess they see me as a beautiful white person I suppose. If they knew more white people I'm sure that would be different. I literally could not walk down the beach to the bathroom without EVERY SINGLE MALE looking at me, smiling at me, STOPPING WHAT THEY WERE DOING TO WATCH ME, talking to me, calling to me.. It was super weird. I'm not used to attention like that. It was strange. That's all I can say. Super strange. I was so jealous watching those surfers in the water. I also realized I should have brought my wet suit!!!! I knew I should have!!! I didn't feel the water, but all the surfers were wearing wet suits!! That means before I can learn to surf I will have to buy one. That. Freaking. Sucks. After being on the beach we went up a big hill to the Christo. I don't remember the technical name, but for now, I'll call it that. The few of the city was spectacular from that point. Super pretty. The beach is part of the Miraflores district. That is supposed to be the nicest part of Lima. It is nice I suppose. I could definitely live there forever, but the standard is just different I suppose. Their highest and nicest city still isn't as high as the city's I'm used to I suppose. I developed a huge headache on the way up the mountain. I'm assuming it is from lack of water, lack of food, and because being a girl we have issues. I didn't have any access to more water to fill my empty bottle up with. After the Christus we drove forever to see this horse statue. I guess the statue has some sort of significance that I didn't understand. Then we drove forever to the Rotary meeting. I've always loved big cities and always pictures myself living in one at some point. My traveling will be the extent of that. I will never settle in a city. I can't STAND the traffic. Especially with a headache. I would open the window for some fresh air and was overtaken with exhaust from a bus or something. It was awful. When we finally arrived at the meeting the exchange students were informed we had to speak in front of everyone. It was either practice for our Spanish test or it was 1 part of the 3 part test. It might have been the speaking portion. I'm not sure. My heart was pounding. I did not want a repeat of last weeks speaking experience. This time was better though. I prayed first. Words just came out of my mouth. Thank goodness. I really really really want to go to the university and not La Merced. I'm sure it would be okay at La Merced. But I'd be so old compared to everyone else!! I have got to do well on that test. I do not know how long the meeting lasted but we finally went home. It took forever. The car ride was miserable again. I felt like I was going to puke and my head would explode. I told Natasja when we got out of the car that I had never been more happy to touch the ground in my life. We were supposed to stay up late eating grapes (which we needed to go buy) and food and watching a scary movie. But we both felt sick and went to bed after eating dinner. I was starving and couldn't even finish my dinner because I felt so natious. It was still a fun day though, despite having a headache. 
Standing on the hill overlooking the city and beach. 
The amazing statue of the horse that you can barely see in the background. 
On the hill overlooking ocean.
Natasja and I
The Christus and Me really small down by that van.
Just people on the beach.
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