And The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

There's a saying here in Cusco, as there is in many parts of the world, that if you don't like the weather, all you have to do is wait ten minutes. Over the course of one day, I have seen sunshine, pouring rain, lightning, a stiff breeze, back to sunshine, and then some drizzle. Some of the other students at the language school have mentioned that they have trouble figuring out what to wear in the mornings, especially since it gets awfully cold inside our classrooms. My solution? Well, carrying a kitty around would be my first choice because they're always warm and cuddly, but failing that, layers seem to do the trick.

Another great option is blankets. I have four of them on my bed. Inside our classrooms, there are fleece blankets enough for each student and the teacher, so when we get too cold, we grab warm blankies and wrap ourselves up in coccoons. There's also a little cafe right in the middle of the school, so I like to grab a nice cafe con leche during our break (2 soles buys a drink in an actual tea cup with saucer, and sitting out in the courtyard with all the flowers makes me feel very civilized).

The native cusqueños have come up with a solution of their own - kissing. Seems like, everywhere I look, there is at least one couple locked in a tight embrace, lips locked together like in a 1940s movie. Niels thinks it's endearing and sighs wistfully when he talks about his girlfriend. I'm unsure about it, to be honest, but I guess if that's what it takes to stay warm...

Nah.