Today I was going out to do some errands, when I spontaneously decided to get off the bus and walk home, because it was a beautiful day. I started walking and got to a plaza, where people were sort of rolling out white paper and giving out t-shirts. Terribly intrigued, I asked what was going on.
“We’re protesting bullfighting!” is the response I got. “Oh,” I said. “Can I have a t-shirt?” They told me that of course I could, and I should go talk to that lady over there. The lady then asked me if I wanted to help out with the demonstration, or just have a shirt. I said that I would love to help out. And that, my friends, is how I got conscripted to hold a sign while people squirted fake blood on each other naked.
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- Preparations
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- Protest signs! (70% of Peruvians are against bullfighting)
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- I got a T-Shirt!
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- Holding my sign!
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- Fake blood
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- The little girl
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- Practising performance art
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- Ready to be art
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- Art
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- Boobies
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- Lots of nakedness
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- The flowery things are supposed to be the swords you stab the bull with
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- Insanity
Then this little girl decided to make friends with me. She said she was nine years old, her name was something like Chelsey but not quite. She kept asking me what we were doing and why they were doing weird things. Let me tell you: trying to explain to a nine year old in a foreign language the concept of protesting animal cruelty is REALLY HARD.
Adventures in Peruvia 