I have been misled, but I'm not sure by whom. Maybe myself. I came to Ollanta thinking I would be one of the only "gringas" around, one of the only young people in town, and downright lonely and bored. So far from the truth!
Saturday, after no more than an hour and a half of brick-moving relief work in the neighborhood ruined by flood, I was offered beer by locals. It was 10 am.
Sunday, at no later than 1:30 pm, festivities began at the community barbecue to raise funds for flood reconstructions, the beer began to flow. And it flowed. All. Afternoon. Bull fight. More beer. Throwing water balloons for Carnaval. More beer. Crazy dancing. More beer.
For gosh sakes, they DAY DRINK here. All the time!!! It's just like college! These people are LOCO!
And it's breaking my bank. I'm giving up drinking for Lent. Not fun. Just the paying for beers. Happy Ash Wednesday!
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