Espera

I forgot to mention in that last entry that my camera lense refuses to close. I was telling John and Gina about it the other night(John and Gina are friends of Edson and Evelyn who are also the host family of Dane, another volunteer in the group), and Gina just looked at me and said, "Espera". Apparently the same thing happened with their Sony camera, and after a week it started working again. I'm hoping for the best here.

That same night I got the pleasure of listening to two solid hours of Peruvian karaoke and songs that I'd never heard. It was quite an experience, but I especially enjoyed one of the songs that was some kind of patriotic anthem. According to the song, here is what PERU stands for:

P de patria
E del ejemplo
R de rifle
U de union

So now you know, in case you are wondering.

In terms of Fujimori (I must be giving you his biography), I learned today in political science that under his government there were forced sterilizations done of women in the campo. After these women had the operations performed on them, they had to give the doctors gifts in exchange for the service. All of this was done in order to follow the rules of the United Nation in terms of slowing the growth of Latin America (which was growing quite rapidly). Depressing, eh?

The worst part is this is supposedly continued today...