So this is about the hotel you get for $10 in Peru. Actually, this is on the nicer side of the $10 hotel line of the spectrum.
Let’s face it, for the most part cheap hotels are for illicit affairs, which make them pretty awesome places to hang out (especially if you’re there legitimately). I remember staying at this place with my wife and listening to the neighbors having the most ridiculous conversation I’ve ever heard (walls are always paper thin in places like this…or maybe it’s because the people in the rooms leave the windows open…anyway, you can hear EVERYTHING…especially when they’re screaming).
Anyway the best conversation ever went something like this:
“But professor, I really need to get a 20 for the semester” [note a “20” is like getting an “A+” on the Peruvian grading system].
“But that’s impossible.”
“But please….it really has to be a 20.”
“The best I can do is an 18.”
“18! What the hell are you talking about?”
“Please don’t ask this of me…”
Blah, blah, blah, it went on and on and only eventually deteriorated into blissful screaming.
Sigh…the crazy good old days:)