Night Out with the Kiwis + an AA Meeting

July 14

In the afternoon, we said our goodbyes to our new bicycling friends in the van as we all went our separate ways. I had the sense to ask the Kiwis to meet us for dinner at Jacks, a gringo restaurant in San Blas that we had been to before.

The hotel owner explained to us how to get into the city center by public bus, for only .80 sols. (Of course we could always take a taxi.)

After a bit of unpacking and organizing, we successfully made it by bus to the stop closest to the city center. The buses can be quite a clusterfuck at first, and it's necessary to ask and confirm the stops or destination multiple times.

After exit by the bus, we figured out where we were and walked about ten minutes to the restaurant. It was pretty easy! (Yay us.)

Diner at Jacks was amazing and filling. Afterward we decided to take a stroll and look for dessert. On our way I told Peter and Christine about the only gay club I was able to find in Cusco. (Found on the Nomadic Boys website.)


After dessert, peter became hellbent on helping us find the club...which turned out to be closed down. Check out the photographs- the google maps pic which clearly shows club Rokkas, and then the actual picture of what we found in that location. So sad.

We decided we would check out one of the other clubs in town. The Kiwis escorted us to Mama Africa, a club on the Plaza de Armas. When we arrived salsa lessons were in process. We stayed only briefly because we were exhausted but the vibe was chill and the music good.

The next day we completed our mission at the San Pedro market, I picked up lines, ginger and honey to make a big pot 'o tea for my professing cough and cold. I was able to get ahold of the contact given to me, for a fellow alcoholic, so I could get to an AA meeting. The contact, Erick, showed up in a taxi to take me to the meeting that night. Although In understood only 1/3 of what was said at the meeting, it was nice to be amongst my people. Successful day.