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| We started off in LIMA...where there is much partying, little sleeping and much chillin´. The houses are amazing in the barrio of Barranco and because it is right on the ocean, it feels like you are next to the PCH and in Santa Monica. |
| Then it was off to Huaraz....and trekking where we stayed at The Way Inn in town. |
| Then stayed at The Lodge, a magnificent place up in the mountains owned by the same people....look at the fiew from the ´croquet field´. |
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| We decided it would be a good idea to acclimate a little more and try out a day hike to really get ´warmed up´ for Huayhuash. I thought I would die walking up to Lake Churup. It is an ascent of 750m. so it wasn´t easy but damn, it feels like a ton of bricks is on your chest while you try to get a lungful of oxygen! But it was a good idea, and obviously it was a gorgeous hike! We did do a little scaling of rocks and I almost fell down a cliff whilst Celene took her go-go gadget legs allowed her to miraculously navigate the crevice. I don´t know how she made it. The good news was my 25$ boots were working out fabulously. Although that would not exactly be the case the second day in of the Huayhuash Circuit..... |
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| The Soccer game was a riot, almost literally. The crowd was intense and the police presence was definitely extreme. The flares were a nice touch though, the crowd loves it´s futbol.... |
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| Although I do not have photographic evidence, there exists a situation in the bars of Lima, especially in the ´Bierhaus´ that we have never come across before. There are women, beautiful Peruvian women, who are chasing gringos like it was their job. For some it is, for others the potential promise of a ticket out is too good to resist. Men were being surrounded and made to feel as if they were kings. A couple Brits I talked to said that it really starts messing with your head. A Canadian summed it up, ¨I´m popular here and I´ve never been popular in my life!¨ Craziness. Nevertheless, we escorted these guys to the bar but they found their own way back to the hostel...most not alone. |
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| Back in Huaraz...we stayed an extra night before returning to Lima so we could meet up with Mike, our Aussie friend. He understands all the subtle nuances of Eddie Murphy´s Delirious stand up routine and we routinely crack each other up. He arrived at 5am with his brother and a Swed named Jim in tow.... |
| That night it was off to Trece Buhos for Extreme Jenga, then to an Eighties night at a bar. Too bad it turned out to be PERUVIAN 80´s. boo. |
| Lucho, owner of Trece Buhos, was the biggest Peruvian I´ve ever seen. Plus he was always dancing. continuously. Those that topple the Jenga tower must take a shot of his specially prepared ´coco-pisco´ which is a bottle of liquor with coco leaves soaking in it. Celene took a shot, then another because it was a gift. Then I took two in a row.... |
| I´d say there was too much coco pisco involved this evening... |
| The most interesting phenomenon, which Celene and I discovered the day previous, was the free samples of rum the supermarkets want you to try. I´d say this brand was a bit rough.... |
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