Iquitos- January 19th, 2014

The walk of boredom ends with a Peruvian boy (a persuasive boy, I might add) trying to woo me over. He´s smoking me up, and trying to have a spanish conversation with me (I know very, very little spanish). Sometimes it took a while for me to actually understand what he is trying to say. But I understood that he wanted to go party with me. That confidence almost sold me, almost. If only he didn´t remind me of a hippie…

The next day, I saw him again, and decided. I would go on a date with him. I mean, why not? I´m losing some of my womanly needs. I want to feel gorgeous, special.

It will be okay… Right??


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