International Labour Day

Why oh why do i want to celebrate a communist holiday that Lenin or Stalin or Marx thought up and in a country where all the people are so downtrodden and exploited, seems a little bit silly to me. There was an event put on for the International workers, a band playing some mountain music, probably singing about squealing pigs and beautiful mountain Llamas, and then it was make up Karaoke time, where anyone could get up and sing with the band and one guy was actually very good, and another was wailing like he was calling the beautiful Llamas to share his bed, and then someone got up to tell a few jokes about the mountain men and Llamas, it was all pretty lame but after being here for 2 weeks it seemed almost normal. Then we had some mountain style dancers from Lima, which was just jigging about from side to side and dragging people randomly from the crowd to dance about from side to side. I was singled out for the random jigging about from side to side as i was probably the only white man there. The best part of the event was the fact we were in a new building that had some powerful lights and this attracted many flying bugs to swirl around the lights and over the top of everyone a nightjar came wheeling in really fast scattering all the timid mountain men everywhere, it was in and out in 3 seconds leaving a trail of devastation behind it.