Blogs from Lima, Peru, South America - page 11

From Tana Toraja to Lima is a rather big leap. From a European perspective one is in the far east, while the other is in the far west. Luckily it is not so much a leap of faith, but more a leap of distance. And if you cut the distance in half, let’s say by stopping over in Holland, than those leaps become mere hops. And if you don’t just stop over, but stay for two weeks than the whole exercise turns into a breeze. So, in the space of two weeks and a bit, I have reached the opposite side of the world, which is long by modern standards, but short if you compare it to the olden days. I stopped over in Holland, not just to cut the trip in half, but also to ... read more

I had been excited and nervous about coming to South America for a month on my own. Mostly, I wanted to expand on my Spanish, but also to try something completely different. And for the first time, I was doing a long term trip on my own with no one that I was planning to meet at any time. So, yes, this is a first. I was nervous. And my dad did not help my nerves. First things first: Dad drove me to Syracuse airport to catch my flight to Atlanta then Lima. Full on, lake effect snow storm. I was a bit worried our flight would be delayed or cancelled, but if anywhere is normal in such conditions, it's Syracuse (take that NYC!). I did make my dad drop me off though so that he ... read more

It is my first night here. I’m staying at the Kokopelli hostel. Minus the heavy smell of feet and the drunkards right outside the window, who find it necessary to scream in unison every single time they take a swig, its pretty alright. I think I’m starting to feel a little queasy from the altitude, but maybe its all in my head. Actually…it is all in my head because we definitely passed ocean to get to this hostel. It was smart on my end to arrange airport pickup and drop off from hostel. I would have been too exhausted to find other means of transportation. My flight arrival was an hour delayed, so I was greeted by a bunch of eye-rolls from the driver. Just got here and I’m already making friends, yay! It might be ... read more

Well we finally made it to Lima Peru. After a one day layover we had an LA where we were able to spend some quality time with our friend Celina. And her beautiful son Noah. We arrived in Lima in the middle of the night and with my rusty Spanish as quickly as for the are taxi driver to drop it off at the grocery for a little bit of water and guess what I got all the water I can handle. He drove us near the Pacific Ocean and said hey, there's your water! So I was thoroughly chastened and ready to get better at my Spanish speaking skills. This morning we started out strong after a fitful night of rest not much sleep going into the day but we had a fantastic day. After ... read more

Juz dawno nie byłam tak wyspana - jetlag sprzyja siescie, a równik wstawaniu i chodzeniu spać z kurami. Kury są tu zreszta bardzo popularne - otwierają i zamykają każde menu. Prośba o empanadas - ichniejsze pierogi wielkości cepelinow - z samym serem nie spotyka żadnego zrozumienia u ekspedientki - mieso to podstawa tutejszych posiłków. Trochę ubolewam nad brakiem opcji vege, a trochę się dostosowuje - czasem zreszta z zaskoczenia. Zjedliśmy obiad w obdrapanym, lokalnym barze i myśląc, ze to smażone kalmary jedliśmy smażone kawałki wieprza - chicarron. Nie zmienia to faktu, ze to były delicje! Lima pełna jest rozklekotanych aut kopcących jak śląskie elektrownie w latach świetności. Nie ma to nic wspólnego z VW, bo wszystko co ma cztery kolka przypłynęło z Japonii/Korei - kto nie widział jeszcze toyoty yaris w wersji sedan z sześcioma pasażerami ... read more