i´m not a bum.

My dad said he read this blog and it sounded like I was a bum. I´m not! I´ve had my moments but they´re past. I actually have more jobs than I can handle, beginning Tuesday. I will teach an english class M-F from 9:00-10:30 and maybe teach another class M-F. I´m supposed to start another job, (at a call center!) from 11-8 (an hour for lunch) but I am waiting until next week to start that because I am also working with Jorge on the translation of a very boring business manual and I am writing sample articles for a possible travel writing job. Unfortunately they will not pay to send me around the country, but I plan on traveling anyway and they will pay me to write about it. So if I get that job I may quit some of the others. But I will be busy from now on. Yesterday, Jessica, Jorge and I went to the Inquisition Museum where they told us about torture tecniques from the Spanish inquisition that migrated to Peru. Then we took a bus to the highest point in Lima, up steep cliffs and past shanty towns called pueblo jovens. I´ll put up pictures later. They look sort of beautiful because the government painted them to impress some visiting officials. But of course people live there in extreme poverty. You have a view of downtown Lima from the top of moutain-hill. We drove around the city 5 times until the bus filled up and then we finally made our way up. We passed all the governmental buildings around the center square of downtown Lima, Plaza Mayor. Beautiful sort of spanish-style mansions where the president and other officials live, each one of the mansions surrounding the square. Also a gorgeous church where they were having a procession for a saint. And we saw the old post office, the oldest post office in the universe or something. My lack of attention to this kind of detail may prove to be a hindrance in my burgeoning career as a travel writer, but I can always just look up the information after I see the places right? Or just look them up without going there, easier but not as much fun.