We are going to put the mattress through the window....twice.
All I could think was...really? We are really going to do this? And we did.
Let me start by saying I absolutely adore my host family here in Cuzco! They have been so incredibly welcoming and are so patient with mine and Kayla's lack of Spanish speaking abilities. Our host mom, Nimia, is an absolute doll and does everything in her power to make us feel at home! I'm improving my Spanish by reading children's books to our host-siblings (Luciana [8] and Derek [6]) before bed). They sure do get a kick out of my frequent mispronunciations! Thus far, we have played pictureka and uno with them as well as the Peruvian version of just dance which involves putting in a dvd of Latin dancers dancing rather provocatively and tryng to copy their moves. Needless to say that made for an interesting night full of laughter!
Anyway, back to today. Our host family got two mattress that we had to get up to their room. The only problem is that we live on the fourth floor of an apartment building. But why let that stop us! So our host father tied a rope around the first mattress and Kayla, Luciana, Derek and I began to hoist it up. Our host father would run up each staircase to push it up while we pulled and then we would hold it until he got to the next floor and pushed it up again. Finally, we hauled el colchon up onto the balcony. The next step - getting it through the window. We pushed the mattress up onto the railing of the balcony. It was teetering on the edge and I was terrified that it was going to go crashing down to the bottom and that we would have to undertake this whole endeavor all over again (little did I know that we were going to do that anyway!). By some miracle, we got the mattress through the window without it falling off the edge. I was relieved. "Our work here is done," I thought to myself.
And then little Luci goes, "Un colchon mas!"
Who needs movers when you have two teenage girls, an eight year old and a six year old?!
How great Tyler. I loves your title. Scary that I knew what it said and could image the situation. Andreas' teacher this year is from Peru and her husband is from Cuzco. The kids will be doing a Peruvian dance in the spring. Enjoy your growth and adventure. Love you, Ivalu
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