Peru Part I - Escape from Lima

This has proved interesting. Side note: being home in the US of A was great but alas, I can say no more. As Sarah Wild reminded us all via a fabulously designed shirt - what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas (unless I suppose you have a facebook account, but I do not go there).

Lima was a big city - like any other town with museums, theatres, beach front, starbucks, taxis that won´t take no for an answer and tons of people (tourist and local). I really liked parts of it - like us staying one block away from the amazing and beautiful coast - but they sure don´t make it easy to leave. No one knows the bus stop schedules and they weren´t anywhere stations near us in order to just walk to and see. Plus everyone speaks SUPER fast here and they aren´t exactly the friendly small town type we´re used to from Central America so it´s been different. So out of laziness and frustration we stayed for almost a week but had a good time.

The local beers are Cristal (not like Rocko´s Cristal - and certainly not as good), Brahma (not to be confused with Brahva even if the labels are identical) and Cusquena. I, of course, dig the cheapest tasting Brahma and Cristal over the Cusquena. They are also known in Peru for the many different potato varieties - OH YEAH! Who loves meat and potatoes? I do!!

Another Peruvian thang is the Pisco Sour - a drink with hard alcohol that I don´t touch but Jeff enjoys. We strayed from the norm and had sangria one night but chose the house ¨wine¨ which I´m pretty sure was straight vinegar so don´t follow our lead. Ugh. We also have a sinking feeling the ¨napkins¨ on the table were just toilet paper, but whatever. Sadly, no mangy dogs up in Lima. Boo on that.

We decided to hit the beach one evening after we´d walked FOREVER that day but it was worth it because as Jeff pointed out these were stars we´ve never seen before. How cool is that?! Cool! Even if I didn´t recognize them (next thing on my list, look up constellations here.)

Not surprisingly, bugs still find me delicious. This time on my face so it looks like I´ve been in a nasty fight in just two places. But what are you going to do? I´m delicious!! Let´s see...other than cool locks on all chairs to ensure your bag isn´t stollen, a cafe named Zeta that they claim was ¨straight out of Chicago¨ (no idea why) and some of the thickest fog, I guess that´s it for Lima. We finally figured out how to get on out and headed for Paracas to see some wild life and then who knows! We have ideas, of course, but we´re not consulting the Moon Book (a crap version of Lonely Planet) anymore. Poo on Moon! Woohoo to Peru!