Robbed at knife-point Peruvian Hospitals... should have stayed in Huanchaco

So as I aimlessly strolled the streets of Lima, waiting to meet up with Whitney later that night. I heard my name being yelled across the square. I assume its anotehr traveler I have met somewhere along the way, but no its a Peruvian boy. And then he says, you know form Sun Valley, and it all comes back, its Fransisco, Marrianna´s (my roommate in Sun Valley)boyfriend. We are laughing hugging, he introduces me to his two friends Aldo and Martin, and we get straight to drinking and catching up. So we are having a smashing good time when I we decide it would be a great idea to grab some beers and a joint and go sit at the beach. So being with three big, local boys from Lima I think nothign of walking down the dark street to the beach. All the sudden three large men with knives are upon us, shaking my purse for everything they find interesting, my favourite necklace, my watch, my mp3 player, take my wallet, with my debit card and teh equivalent of 200 US I have just gotten out of the ATM earlier that night. The boys got everythign taken as well, wallets, cell phones, everything. And they were PISSED!!!! Apparently it was the first time any of them had been robbed in Lima. But honestly all was ok cause we had not been hurt, and I was unscathed... much worse could have happened.
But honestly not the best way to start off in Lima. Luckily they did not take the weed or rolling papers, so we ended up just rolling one in Parque Kennedy. Where, out of nowhere Gibby and Hamlin, two of my friends from Pomona, showed up. I knew they would be in Lima around the same time but total coincidence to find them, so they walked me back to my hostel where we kicked it and drank, beers they bought i was totally out of cash, and waited for Whitney. Anyway, long story short, no one takes my back up credit card and I am totally dependent on Whit for cash right now, at least until I can figure out how to get money wired down here or wired into her account.
So we grabbed Kimber the next day and booked it out of lima for Cuzco, only the night bus to Cuzco was somehow not running that night, and that night only, so we ended up comign to Huacachina and going sandboarding. Haucachina is a sweet little place to kick it by the poolside....
And the sandboarding turned out to be a fiasco!!!!
The dune buggy ride was afucking blast, ripping over dunes at extreme speeds as the sun was setting, absolutely gorgeous! And then came the sanboarding, Kimber and I strap in and I pretty much shoot straight down the dune and throw myself down to stop the speed, its a bit like snowboarding but pretty impossible to turn, Kimber fumbles down bit by bit, and so does Whit until out of nowhere she catches and edge and scorpions herself. Scorpioning is when you fall on your face and you board arches over your body and hits you on the head. So I rush over to see if she is ok, and there is blood, lots and lots and lots of blood coming out of her head. I cant exactly see where its comign from cause its coming from her scalp, in the midst of her hair but I take of my shirt and wrap it around her head to put some pressure onit and stop the bleeding and then we race off to the hospital.

Peruvian hospitals are shit, ther is nothign else i can say than that. You have to buy all the supplies from a pharmacy next to the hospital because they have nothign there, no gauze, no iodine, nothing... so i ran around like a chicken with my head cut off ttryign to get allthe supplies to stitch up Whitney´s ever-bleeding head, while Kimber is holding gauze toher head and translating everythign. Meanwhile, two different surguries are taking place, one man on life support, and one drunk who was puking and spitting at the nurses with a huge gash in his head....

Sheer insanity. Ok people are waiting for the internet, but main thing is Whitney is fine now and we are headed to Cuzco tonight, hopefully the curse of bad luck will be fixed then.