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Published: January 18th 2017
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Damn I love this this place! To my friends and family........you know I'm here for two months with an open invitation to return. It seems a crazy, want to be dictator has been elected president of my country. He is creating chaos around the world and hasn't been sworn in yet. Something is happening I never thought possible. The loss of liberty and freedom is something I traveled abroad in the 60's to defend. I'm leaving Barbara to solve this problem. LOL Back to Peru! Now this place is a third world country with beauty, charm, danger, intrigue and a feeling you have to experience. Here in Miraflores it never rains and the climate is for the most part acceptable, never cold. From my last trip here, you can see pictures of Machu picchu, the Andes, Huacachina (The Oasis) and more in those post. I am going south to Paracas, Ica area next week, stay tuned for the pictures. This is a beach resort area, from what I understand, European and Australian tourist. Me amigo, Ian, is building a Pizzeria there. I hope I can help, he seems to think I can. I do have a little experience.
OK, let's
Sunday, Locamar Ave
They closed off one of the busiest avenues in the city for music and exhibitions. get back to Miraflores and the Lima area.I have been living as I'm a local, riding the buses, walking the side streets and getting into the art scene here, with very little Spanish. For all of you that speak another language, my hat is off to you. I must tell you about a taxi ride from Via Maria. Ian picked me up early and we drove the 40 minute drive to astute poverty, Via nMaria. Ian cooked Burritos and Tacos for lunch. Peruvians do not not eat Mexican food traditionally, they eat much like we do in the USA. By the way the fourth best Chef (restaurant) is in Miraflores and, I think, the fifth and sixth, check it out on google. My mission for the day was to prepare a pizza at Nick and Nates Pizzaria, Ian's restaurant. This is no ordinary pizza, ranch dressing, chicken, bacon, onions with lots of cheese. I think the chain pizza places in the USA is making this pizza now, try it. The Peruvians though I was crazy, after eating they changed their mind. Afterwards we went back to Ian's house, he played the guitar, sang and time slipped away. I have got
to get back to Miraflores, it's ten O'clock, buses stop running at ten or so and I'm not ready to take that bus ride anyway. So, I walk to the Main road and flag a taxi. Keep in mind, I'm in Via Maria, a poor neighborhood, the dredges of taxis are here. The taxi I entered was beat up bad, looked like the guy drove in demolition derby's on the side. He chose to drive on a rode that reminded me of Viet Nam, bombed out. I tried to ask in my limited spanish why he didn't drive the better road. His reply to much traffic, really. Everybody drives like hell, cutting each other off, blowing horns, you just have to be here awhile to get use to it. However, the cab driver was different, I noticed his eyes drooping and a complete disregard of everything. He looked stoned out of his mind. After he hit the first car, I was a little unnerved, normally the drivers don't actually hit each other. The guy he hit was blowing his horn, cussing and giving him the middle finger. Not to worry, my driver speeds up and hits another car. I'm thinking
these drivers are going to follow and beat this guy up. Have no fear, my driver pulls over and rolls a joint, traffic slowing now. He resorts to speed, weaving in and out of cars, he hits another car, a really hard hit. Enough is enough, I tell him in Spanish to slow down and chill out, no response, he gets faster. Ian told me if all else fails to use the MF word very harsh. I've been having a little trouble with my ankle and had a hiking stick with me, the stick goes in his face and I scream, despacio MF (slow down MF). Immediately he's a different person, slowed down and I had a great ride to my apartment. Gotta love this place! All this for the price of a taxi ride! I do have much more to tell you about the more laid back, beautiful Miraflores, run out of time here, gotta cook breakfast and get on the road. Stay tuned!
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