Mancora Page #4

Let me see... you look horrible.

Lets go!

So partner, the Shammans,

where do they live?

Well they live in the dessert,

many tourists see them for San Pedro.

No, no. lm not interested

in San Pedro or Peyote.

lm looking for Ayahuasca.

Thats hard to find

around here sir.

-You cant hook me up?

-No sir not me.

You should travel to the bush,

theres many there.

Whats that you get there? Braces?

Ones gotta better their smile right?

Hey baby!

Ok Sonia, sounds great!

Big hug and thanks!

-Who was that?

-Youre jealous huh?

-Me?

-lts a surprise.

A surpise huh?

We have everything?

Now this is a house!

What do you think?

-Looks cool.

-lts more than cool its out of control!

-How did you get it?

-Little secret. Like it?

Santi thats you down there,

and this room is ours.

Youre gonna love this...

...a little basket for your apples.

How cool.

lts great babe.

Hey city boy, why the long face?

What, did the indian frighten you?

A bit l guess.

What you got there?

This? What?

You smoke?

Once in a blue moon l guess.

Well this ones pretty much dead...

...but if you want we can go over to

a friends where well surely find more.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Lets do it.

They call me La Chachi.

You only have

the look of a burnout huh?

Yeah l really dont smoke much.

lts good sh*t right?

So wheres the fam? You look

pretty chill smoking around the crib.

My dads in Punta Sal

and my sister is with Chicho.

They get back tomorrow.

You can tell they dont

know your snobby ass...

Whats so funny?

Funny thats all.

l forgot your name...

My name? Santiago.

And what the hell

are you doing here?

Looking for something.

-l guess escaping from life...

-Shut up! Youre boring me.

Lets do something fun tonight,

perhaps party at my house.

-Cool.

-Obviously, its my idea idiot.

So, party tonight?

-Hello.

-Hello.

-You open yet?

-Yeah, what do you want?

-A beer.

-Sure, come in.

Thanks. So where are you from?

Where do you think? Mexico!

Good deal.

Whats up man?

-Good night.

-Hey!

l want a Mexican michelada.

Michelada coming right up!

-And that?

-What?

-This?

-Yes, that.

lts a secret.

Sounds interesting. What is it?

Didnt your mommy teach you

that curiosity killed the cat?

-Hey there!

-Hello to the two of you.

-And you are?

-lm ligo.

-lm Ana Maria, and this is La Chachi.

-Hello...

And you?

Left your tongue at my place?

-We already met.

-Youre a quick one huh?

Anyway, theres a party

at my house tonight and...

...youre all super invited.

Youre coming with us.

Look whos here!

My little grasshopper!

Ok, just a little drag...

What you dont say hi to me or what?

Sorry.

Puff, puff, pass hommie.

-Thanks Mono, such a gent.

-As always. You wound me Xime.

Wheres ligo?

No clue. He left to the kitchen

awhile ago and never came back.

-Hows it going cheater?

-Cheater?

Wanna do a little cheating with me?

lm saying it because you never

mentioned you had a girlfriend...

And l dont...

Why you want to be my girlfriend?

Yeah?

Ok but we better run it

by my wife first.

-Youre an a**hole.

-Yup.

So how was hanging with ligo?

Fine.

-Yeah? He wasnt a pest?

-No not at all. All good.

Whats wrong?

-Xime, what happened...

-Dont worry, its ok...

lt happened.

On the contrary...

...l dont regret it.

Nor do l.

-What?

-Nothing.

-Whats with you?

-Me? lm fine. You?

-lm fine.

-And you Santi, everything ok?

Hey quick question...

...your dad

was he really famous, or not?

-Cmon, drop it.

-l wanna know.

-No worries.

-lts unnecessary.

Why keep mourning right?

So was he famous or what?

-ligo, drop it!

-Yeah, you can say that.

So what was his biggest hit from

the top Peruvian top twenty.

Sing it for me... sing it.

Sing!

Tonight it rains like never,

and l dont have a desire to live...

...heart of mine.

Yeah great song.

Cmon l wanna dance!

Thats the most popular.

You were looking for

something werent you?

So look...

l think l need another one.

-Another whiskey!

-No more whiskey!

Water, water.

-Water doesnt exist.

-Water with whiskey!

And you?

-Whats on your mind?

-That you f***ed Ximena.

-Who?

-Ximena.

My wife. Your sister.

-Youre crazy man.

-Crazy am l?

What are you talking about?

You, youre a gullible f***er!

Look at that little scared look...

-You look suspicious a sh*t!

-Youre crazy.

Now lm f***ing worried.

Your brother is an idiot.

-Why?

-Trust me he is one.

Gimme a little drag.

-Enough with the cigarettes.

-Drop it, its a party.

Shes got a French complex...

Go ahead take it from her.

-Relax.

-Hey kid, you relax.

Stay out of it. lts between us two.

Later.

Why are you always bitching

about the cigarettes?

Because l dont like

you smoking so much.

So drop it then...

...drop it...

...drop it!

l have a little propostion for you...

What?

Remember what we did in Mallorca?

Who is she?

Look...

Thats her.

lts all ready.

-When were you planning on telling me?

-lm telling you now...

l told you l would

never do that again.

And with her?

Youre a pig!

l was looking for you.

Come, we have a surprise for you.

Look who l found.

Hey there.

-Whats the plan?

-Were playing squash. Wanna join us?

Too bad you wife couldnt join us...

...l really liked her.

Forget my wife.

Hey there!

What are you doing here?

Couldnt sleep.

No clue.

He hasnt come home yet.

-Xime whats wrong?

-lm fine.

ln the end youre like all the rest.

Hey if youve had a fight

with ligo, leave me out of it.

-And youre a saint?

-No.

l never said l was a saint but...

...at least l dont go

around using people.

What?!

Cmon, stop pretending, you

know exactly why youre here...

...youre using me.

Youre using me...

...to get away from your shitty life.

And youre not?!

-Thats life right?

-Thats life?!

What the hell do you know about life?

Youre nothing more than a little snot

who cant wipe his own ass.

Well maybe youre right...

...but at least its not me who takes

it in the ass and has to say how nice!

F*** off!

F*** off!

Hey Santi, welcome man.

How are you?

Where have you been?

l thought we didnt ask

each other those questions.

Until when are you

staying in Mancora?

Not sure.

Hows your search coming along?

One cannot run away

from his problems...

...one thinks that the problem

are those around him...

...and doesnt realize that

the problem is in fact oneself.

Just like l told you...

...the world is

however you want it to be.

My little grasshopper.

And its not the weed talking!

-Whats wrong?

-l need you to come with me.

Can you please tell me

where the hell were going?

-You want some?

-No thanks.

-Whats wrong? You scared of me?

-Yeah, lm shitting my pants.

Yeah youre scared.

Aya means ancestors in Quechua...

...and Huasca means plant...

...the plant of the dead.

The ayahuasca is beautiful...

...you must not fear it.

Take it.

Without fear.

Here its prepared all

natural, without alterations.

lt consists of two plants,

the ayahuasca and the chagropanga.

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