Wednesday, October 24, 2007
I was surprised there was a park named after our infamous late president, but I found out it's pretty common as the world loved him and his wife and she'd come to the many different countries and speak flawless Spanish.
Hence Kennedy Park. A safe park. Las policias patrolling constantly and a feeling of being safe. Period. The government wants it that way. A lot a tourists go there along with a lot of lovers on the park benches. Lots of restaurants, shopping. And of course, in the first picture is Mark showing his anticipation of having cuy for a meal. Not me. No way. I'm not a picky eater, but just have a hard time eating something I pet. Translation for cuy to English is guinea pig.
Posted by Alicia at 1:33 PM