All entries for Wednesday 18 March 2009
March 18, 2009
Well we are still having trouble with the altitude. Everytime we climb a few steps, our efforts are rewarded with a bounding pulse, and difficulty breathing. So how do the locals cope with the inconvenience of not having enough oxygen?
We have been reliably informed that the local people have a secret. And it’s not coca tea. Apparently, according to our source, people native to the Andes have “bigger breasts for breathing…” and gills! We are not sure quite what to make of this explanation but, should we find corroborating evidence, we’re sorry to say we will not be reporting our findings here. Its about time we had a Nature paper out…
It’s been a while since we’ve updated the blog with anything constructive so here we go..
The past few days have been reasonably uneventful given a lack of contact from Pablo. However, we did eventually get hold of him 2 or 3 days ago, and he assures us that everything has been arranged.. hmm.
Thursday night (12/3/09) was seemingly uneventful, although actually Dan managed to drag Dave out for alcoholic beverages, so that was probably an event in itself. However, on the way home, the taxi driver asked for some money to be changed for a 100 Soles note; the significance of which will become apparent soon enough…
Friday, and our second day of spanish (at 3 hours a day I might add), we attempted to buy lunch, with a 100 soles note, which turned out to be fake. Thank you bastard taxi driver. This is only 30 quid, and we obviously split the loss, but a bloody annoying inconvenience none the less, and a lesson well learned. Onwards and (literally) upwards (the palpitations walking up a hill are horrendous!), it’s time for more spanish… and an uneventful evening of homework ensues..
Saturday, not much to tell, except, of course, more spanish. Oh my god.
Sunday was a ‘lazy’ day, although we bashed out quite a bit of work. Boring.
Monday was, yet again a lazy morning – although this should have been our first day in hospitals. Pablo informed us on the Sunday evening that we were expected first thing on Tuesday, so just to take it easy Monday morning and he would come and see us. He did not. Instead he called and said he would come and see us at spanish this afternoon, which he did. He told us that, the following day, he would come and discuss our arrical in hospital, which was to be delayed until wednesday.
Tuesday. No hospital this morning, a lazy one, a spot of lunch and some spanish practice, and then on to, yes, you guessed it, more spanish. Pablo was to pay a vist, but unfortunately he did not. Then off out to the worlds highest irish-owned pub for a St Patrick’s Day special. Bargain.
That’s it really, watch this space for further developments, and of course, podcasts….
DB and DM