rafting through arequipa

GREAT SUCCESS: Peru let us in. We headed straight for Arequipa, the city surrounded by volcanoes and built of ash, mostly because we heard there were Andean condors all over the place, and we're into birds the size of humans.

Plans for the Colca Canyon were thwarted, however, when we accidentally stayed out dancing with some Brazilians until 3 am and our 3:30 am departure for the canyon just was not. going. to happen. We rerouted and decided to go whitewater rafting instead.

You know what's a fun idea? Trying to kick a hangover and stay alive on a river at the same time. I can't believe how inept I can be sometimes. Here we are in the most saggy-butt wetsuits ever created, getting ready to hit the class 4 rapids with little to no clue of what was going on. The highlight of the day was when peer pressure forced us to leap off a cliff into the raging rapids and swim for safety. I AM NOT A STRONG SWIMMER, PEOPLE. Luckily, I didn't get swept away and emerged from the river missing one sunglass lens and my hangover. Not a bad way to spend our last morning in town, overall, and we left Arequipa to head to the coast with stomachs sore from laughing at ourselves.

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