Peru 2.0

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Like a droplet to the ocean, I made my way back up to Peru. After a 57-hour bus ride from Santiago I unintentionally ended up in Lima where I met a Finnish girl also headed north. Thus, with a new travelling partner in tow I rebooted my Peru tour and made my way up the Peruvian coast, starting with the sleepy one-horse town of Caral. Lodged in the Supe Valley, Caral is not only home to the most ancient city in the Americas (2600 BCE) but also happens to be one of the most tranquil villages this side of the Andes. With only one hostel and one restaurant the village is made up of five streets and is perfect for the mountain climber seeking peace and quiet without wanting to abandon civilization altogether. After a few well-needed days of silence in Caral we journeyed on to the city of Trujillo where we spent a few touristic afternoons visiting the Casas on display and eating as much Chifa (Chinese food) as our stomachs could handle. Having noticed that hostels were cheaper on the seafront we ventured out to the beachside town that is Huanchaco. We immediately feel in love with the place, it's chilled-out surfer vibe and nightly folkloric music and little did we know that we like so many others would end up getting stuck there. After a week of postponing our departure we found out about an organization run by a Swedish girl called Milagro School that teaches local children English as well as environmental consciousness and self-awareness through meditation and yoga. Working with these kids was such a heart-warming experience and taught me so much about children that saying goodbye proved very difficult. So fast forward three weeks and we were still in Huanchaco, not yet ready to leave, but as fate would have it I had in my possession a return ticket to nowhere other than Cuba and that was that.

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Photos

Lima

How..??

Parque de la Reserva

...or the whole thing will turn upside-down house

Caral

Caral ruins

Trujillo