Day Twelve

On the twelfth day of Lima, Miraflores gave to me another day of activities.
Well, if I'm being completely honest, today was basically the same as it has been all week. I went through my morning routine, went to class, went to the Air Force school and walked around Parque Kennedy for a bit. The only difference was that today at the Air Force school instead of teaching, we played games with the students. At first, I was put into a PE class where we exercised for a bit in a circuit then had to sit back to back with a partner and try to stand up (emphasis on the try - I was successful a couple times though). Then, we played basketball. Not going to lie, i was very nervous at first because basketball was one of the sports I did not even bother to try because I knew I lacked the proper hand-eye coordination and height needed to be a baller. However, I was pleasantly surprised at my basketball prowess. That's right dad, I just may be the next IT, well in Peru at least.
After basketball, we headed back to the library where we learned about the emancipation of Peru. That San Martin was an interestingly ambitious guy who wanted to liberate all of South America, a pretty lofty goal but I guess that's why he wanted to pursue it. With the inspiration of independence still lingering in our mind, we headed out once again but this time to the soccer field. I will be honest, I did not think it was possible but I may have gotten worse. Although, the boys just might have been really good, so I'll just go with that explanation instead.
Finally, we headed back to Parque Kennedy and I looked around in the shops before I headed home to talk to my host mom about her progress in the tennis tournament over a dinner of, wait for it, rice, potatoes and pollo (it was actually delicious as it was flavorful and served with a mango salad).
That's all for now folks, vayan con dios y no con el diablo.