Pen salesmen and pot dealers...

...i have figured out, are the same people. they approach you on the pen that they can get one made with your name, you turn them down, and then as they slip away mumbling something about selling pot. it seems much less obvious than the blunt "want some ganja" approach. At the same time, to those who know, it makes them stand out very easy, just a little piece of cardboard with pens and bracelets and a backpack on, not hard to spot. (got offered it twice today by a "pen salesman")

Anyway, continuing on from that little bunny trail, yesterday was about as slow as saturday, which was really nice. Part of that might have to do with the fact that it rained ALLLLLLLL DAAAAYYYYYYYYY which really sucked. It rained all day today too, but I at least was in a car or inside whenever it rained really hard. Speaking of being inside, I got to work in the actual farmacia today instead of just counting pills or sorting drugs in a lonely closet, I got to help fill perscriptions and hang out with Maria and Jose, both of which are really cool. Then I headed back to Pana, walked some laps on Calle Santander (because I had nothing better to do) and bought a wool jacket that is in really cool colors.

Anyway, some weird tourist guy just asked me if there is free wifi where I am eating at...in very broken spanish. I cant decide if that is a good thing or not.

Food's getting cold, more later.