Amputation

I dreamed that I was in Hell with the cast of Star Trek: The Next Generation and that Captain Jean-Luc Picard accidentally amputated my leg.

The day has improved since then. I've been walking from my hotel to the historic downtown area, and am now checking in at a small Internet center down the street from Payless Shoe Source and about a block from "la plaza grande" (the big plaza). At first, the city was deserted (except for one Pentecostal church) but things began livening up around noon. I've passed a massive Sunday art fair, several hundred sweaters with alpacas on them, and at least a dozen Chinese restaurants.

More to come.