I said I would so I am.

This back to back blogging thing was supposed to be really cool, but I guess some of my photos didn´t upload so all you get to see is Lima.

I told most of you that Lima was pretty cool. Aside from the food it was. Like the streets in central Lima are lined with the craziest old buildings. Oh and there was a pretty girl working at our hostel but nobody blogged her, but her boyfriend was into Suicidal Tendencies so aside from her liking Brian Adams she´s the best looking girl in Peru..

See what I mean about the streets. They are so cool that Bram can´t even make them un-cool..

Oh yeah, and there are insane churches everywhere.

Basically I´m just going to come out and say it; if you´ve been inside South American churches and still think organized religion is cool, you are a total asshole. No one needs that much gold or hand carved wood or insane paintings or... What does any of that have to do with God. Go die..

The showers were so good that we lost a soldier. 1 travel beard down..

Two more days with this butthole then it´s hasta la vista baby for 4 weeks or something. Moms don´t worry we´re very strong men and will be fine on our individual hell rides..

One of the craziest things about Lima is that there are about 1000 ruin sites, none of which seem very interesting and most of them have really bad restaurants next door..

There are hella dead bodies in that church.. These are the view from our rooftop terrace which was a pretty good place to brood and drink beer all day.

This roof looked like it got bombed, then rebuilt.

And for some reason most of the roofs have fences..

And this is very bro..

Some more Andy..

Alternate angle of the bomb roof..

This is what Mcdonalds look like..

Oh yeah, and the coffee is suicide inducing bad..

And another stupid church just to round things out..

So tomorrow we´re going to Machu Pichu which is basically costing more than our whole trip up to this point. I´m guessing one of us is going to stab some wanker or another in neck or something. Oh, I almost forgot, all of our laundry is being done so neither of us will be wearing socks. We both have on our super illegal backpacker trash tactical layers and I´m not even wearing underwear.

How bad ass is that?

If La Paz has the internet maybe I´ll blog from there..

Oh yeah, and read Stupid Bram..´s blog because I look pretty handsome in it..

I´ve Got a Long Way to go and Getting Further Away

or

Everything Means Nothing to Me.

It works like a choose your own adventure novel, just that you choose the title according to how you wish I felt, then I give you the adventure. I know it has been about a month; for that I´m sort of a little sorry, but travelling blogging isn´t really that good of a party.

So before we left Quito, we lost some soldiers. Namely tools.

Oh, Dude check out that killer anti-semitic tag. For real, could it be any better?

10 full days in Quito and this is the sickest whip we saw..

The bus ride to Papallacta was cool. Mostly because we didn´t want to stab each other in the neck yet..

And things started to look kind of crazy..

It was almost as if they didn´t even like volleyball anymore..

And the houses got really nice..

This dog was keeping it very real in Papallacta. I wish I had blogged his other napping spots..

Downtown Papallacta, aka Party Central.

Trying to get Bram to strike an adventurer pose is like trying to teach your dog to ride a bike.

This is about as good as he does..

Oh yeah, Roosters are stupid..

They have a really nice tank that is probably full of something..

And this is what town looks like from the pasture..

And that is fast moving, really cold water..

But trout and Bram dig it..

If you compare my photo of the water treatment plant to Bram´s photo the water treatment plant, you´ll find that mine is much better.

Check out that crazy rooster..

Or these insane cows that had teets and horns..

Trout Farm?

So if you walk up the old logging/oil/forrestry/hydro road, it is pretty nice..

But there are ferocious beasts like this to be dealt with..

Tourist photos for Moms..

And P-Dog and Drex..

And chicks probably like these..

What these 2 shoes were doing up there, I´ll never know..

To live in this house you have to walk a few miles up hill one way or the other..

Water taxi to Nuevo Rocafuerte. Kind of cool. The photos suck. So do isle seats..

But there is a girl across the way who Bram and decided probably wasn´t 18, but her eyes were made entirely of sex anyhow..

It´s pretty wild that everything moves on the river. Plus it´s weird that they keep their tuna in oil... ewwww...

And that they dredged up the Titanic.. In miniature..

Good struggle puppies..

Has anyone mentioned how much they love volleyball?

Oh this thing? Yeah I keep it on the floor..

The jungle sunsets would probably drive north american chicks wild. This one kind of sucks..

But this one is better I guess..

The squall came in right as we got off the boat..

I thought the monkey was robbing us..

No, just a monkey..

This dog leads a charmed life.

He pretty much chases vultures all day..

So vultures are cool..

Even Bram will tell you, this vulture photo is much more clever than his..

There were a bunch of them..

Nuevo Rocafuerte knows how to party..

We got aisle seats for our jungle tour..

This is the Ecuador/Peru boarder. Fresh water dolphins hang out there..

Oh, and this is Sandro´s sturdy craft..

Andy playing movie maker.

The jungle is pretty much about crazy trees..

Andy was all tuckered out after thinking he was going to die..

And there were about 100 trees growing from that other tree..

Skip ahead to the Miluska where I shot next to no photos. But these dudes painted some stuff on it one morning..

This is the Amazon river. I didn´t notice my shutter was all messed up, but look at how stupid Bram´s travel hat was..

Art?

Cool pad..

Nice deck guns on that one there.

Iquitos..

I was hoping our cargo boat would be rustier like these..

They have floating gas stations and stuff..

After getting off the boat, getting Blitzhammered was necessary.

Andy..

Art?

Somewhere around this time I got super sick... Thought it was Malaria or the Plague.. Turns out it isn´t..

We hadn´t seen any backpacker trash for a few days. It made me want to die..

All of these white tops got rushed by the gypo kids..

Not quite dead..

I´m going to stop here because I have to catch a bus to Cuzco. If you want a postcard, you actually have to send me your adress.

Hope you´re all well.

I´m okay..