rmac shares plummet

recommendation: strong buy

despite a ceviche disastor bomb in my stomach over the last couple days i suspect that a new corner and light will emerge. for the contrarian buyer the time is now. the last 3 days however scared most investors into a bearish sentiment as my mood grew weak and bitter. oh man, a diesel fumed bus ride, with suspension as good as the go-carts in richmond, my head was bouncing around all the time i hoped and wondered if my guts would hold in the ceviche. for the halo players out there,...lets just say bathroom time was like the needler gun.

i arrived in a town called piura to discover that my flight to cusco...where macchu piccu is....had to go through lima. for those who are new to lima, lets just say that prior to my trip i was warned by 4 separate groups to take a pass. whilst on my travels i have then heard from 2 other groups about the mine fields in lima. case numero uno: a young little chatch walked up to a tourist who was sitting down at a cafe and pitched him to buy some of the sticky icky. before the tourist could even say no he just threw the bag onto his lap and then signaled a police officer. long story short,...they took this guy to jail, scared the living ....out of him, and thennnnn took a walk to an atm machine. case numero dos: i hung out with this dude from san diego all day ytd and also last night partying. he was walking the streets of lima in broad daylight and 5 dudes grabbed him and threw into an alley. out came a .44 and his temple had never felt so warm. stripped him, then used his clothes to tie him up...took the cash,...and then demanded the pins on his cards stating that if they were wrong that poncho who stood bye with the .44 would get itchy. super gnarl. lima´s a town where there´s cabs and so called secure cabs...go figure. basically at the bar last night we befriended each bouncer so that as the cabs rolled up he´d look in the window and let us know if we should get in or not. oh, almost forgot,...mancora beach,...the place where we rocked out new years. 6 dudes with machine guns climbed a hostal and through the windows,...kidnapped the mgr and held up the yanks and took everything,...cash, ginch and all...

back to lima...ok, long story short, i decided that if i must be in lima for a day that i´d go in style and go for some cover. it worked! google search miraflores park hotel. i showed up unshaven, beer in hand and walked up to the front desk and even grinded a deal for an ocean view suite. place was like trump tower and after living in unicef for the longest time i just began to half laugh, with perhaps a whisper of a cry...gosh sounding like a feistly little blonde i know with this banter. hehe. seriously though, the rooom was ssssoooo player. huge tub, massive granite shower with one of those rain shower heads...and molten brown everything for soaps, shampoos etc. i threw on a robe dialed room service and just paced the room ... ok ok,...all this aside,...when my food arrived...with those silver dome cover things...cool.. i did think to myself,...dude, there´s people all over this country with just a little bit of food, whilst people with an edge can dial a club sani from egyptian cotten robes. kinda nuts.

my shares did plummet hard because especially with a sick stomach i was bitter as hell about the nature of human beings. i suppose that somewhere deep inside i wondered if travelling down south would have revealed a utopia of ¨content¨people, sharing people... well i guess the answer is yes there are nice people around, but i´ll tell ya,...the game down here is inning 1 of capitalism. they may have some leaders preaching this that or the other, but watching how people dip and dodge and literally give you a story on absolutely everything to hustle a buck...it grows tiring. sharing,...maybe...during church or something. but when you´re on the cobblestones, the gloves are off.

sharon has reminded me about being flexible and so i´m goin with it. i have a strong feeling that when the needler gun subsides i´ll be able to see the sun again. tomorrow i begin a 3 day cusco walk about that includes macchu picchu etc etc.

quite a needless rant so sorry for your eyes. i promise that as soon as i find someone to help me resize my photos that i´ll post them. hope you´re all doin well.

and yes, take all this with a grain of salt,...my guts are still be used as an arena for bull fighting contests.

cheers,
ryan