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I havent written here in quite some time, however, not for lack of anything to say. More that in the past I was overwhelmed with alone time. Now it would seem that I am almost always accompanied by someone. In the mornings, I wake up and have coffee with whoever is awake in the posada. After breakfast I usually hang out with Vincente, a French-Canadian from Montreal, for awhile until lunch, which is often with, or at least surrounded by the other people living or hanging out in the hostal. Often times, part of my day is spent with Kamei, a girl from Hong Kong who I met in my school. Dinner is at times made a cooperative effort between Vincente and I. Before the TV was stolen, everone in the hostal would usually sit around for a couple hours and watch Los Simpson (The Simpsons, in spanish!) and then go to bed.  This is my day.