It's Peru, Baby.

You might have noticed my postings have been a bit sparse of late. It's been a bit manic. Tito started work today, he's on a building site (probably getting soaked in the rain! bless'im!) which is a start... he's such a hard worker, I know he'll do really well. He's chuffed to get working again. I started teaching yesterday, it was truly lovely... and a far cry from disciplining 25 restive 13 year olds in the heat of a Chiclayo summer! The students at David Game College seem mature and focussed, the classes are small, and the classrooms well-equipped. I'll be teaching 'IELTS' courses, which prepare the students for the 'IELTS' English Proficiency exam which they have to take in order to qualify to apply to a British university. So, the teaching could be a little dry - but I will be more than pleased not to be playing riotous race-to-the-board games, ballistic Bingo, pandemonium pictionary, etc. at least for some time... and at a wage eight times higher than I was receiving at ICPNA. I still have to get a summer job though; there are multitudinous summer courses running - although this kind of teaching will indeed babysitting spotty teens - argh. Only two months of it, thank goodness.

Right, here's where we get interactive. Not only have I been too awfully busy and stressed and cultured-shocked to make regular blog entries, I've been a bit, well... directionless. My whole blog 'It's Peru, Baby' has been based on my strange, amazing, heart-breaking, heart-warming, etc. experiences of a country. Now I am living in Anerley, London, with the husband of my dreams, in a very pleasant flat, doing a very civilised job - not living with 10 of Tito's family members and a veritable zoo besides, being shocked by toilet facilties, poverty and machoism. I'm not getting drunk on the beach or outside Cecelia's corner shop, I'm getting drunk in Brixton or Soho. I don't have anything explosively wrong with my stomach, haven't seen a traditional peasant in ages, and I don't even have a dog to talk about, let alone a monkey (Wanpi, I miss you like crazy). So, where should I go with this? Should I start a new blog? Should I carry on as if I were normal? Should I stop? (ha - just kidding!).

This blog was my major means of communication and life-saving English expression whilst in Peru. It means a lot to me. But I'm just not quite sure what to do with it. Sometimes I think about writing a book about 'My South American Family'. I'm sure I could find enough to say, and it would certainly be gripping reading if I could bring myself to be more grittily honest than I have been on this site. That's all just pie in the sky for now though, I need some security and this nice little teaching job will offer that. Writing and journalistic endeavors will likely be limited to blogging for some time to come... so what should I DO with this, guys? I need comments, suggestions, ideas... please throw me a bone.