Carlos told me a lot about his life. He does different jobs but all of them are connected with death. He is a forensic officer, required on accident sites when somebody dies. He also works in a mortuary, putting makeup on deceased people. He doesn't mind doing the job because he has seen dead people since he was little. His mother left him and his four siblings when he was 3 years old. He remembers going to the kindergarden and waiting long time for her to pick him up at the end of the day. She never came. His father, who is a plastic surgeon, was working in a mortuary at that time. He didn't have money for a nanny so he was taking his youngest son with him to the workplace. Carlos' mother turned up when he was 16 years old, apparently her mother's instinct suddenly kicked in. Somehow it is hard to believe it, I think that maybe she needed money from the father.
This afternoon I am meeting Juan from CS for a drink and at night I will be travelling to the famous Cusco.
