I just tried to call Martin and his stupid phone isn’t working and I am annoyed. Silly Peruvian phone company, I think it breaks down more than Cityrail. Well maybe not that much. This morning I had to get up at 7.00, yes 7.00 on Sunday morning to drive mum and Keith to the airport because there is no trains on the wekend. Oh well at least getting up means I can have a siesta. I am bringing back the siesta. Well I am bringing it over and I am trying to have one most afternoons.

On that thought I am not so frustrated. Yay