aventura de peru. dia 4.
I have fallen in love with this place and it's only day 4. My couchsurfing experience was honestly beyond belief. Ana, my lovely host, spent the entire two days with me, the first I have already shared with you. After sharing a few drinks together Monday night, the five of us in the stache pic decided to head to Plaza de Armas in Centro de Lima the next morning. We got to visit some beautiful buildings and we took a tour of a cathedral in which the remains of the founder of Lima are stored. As much as I'd rather be jumping off of or out of things, I do appreciate some historical context once in awhile you know.
Turns out there were many private chapels in this cathedral, reserved for the wealthier folks of course, and all of the remains of the families who "owned" each chapel so to speak, were buried just beneath. And of course the remains were happened upon by accident during renovations and such. There you are just digging away and rebuilding or re-enforcing the structures and oh hey, you find several coffins with the remains of archbishops and their families. Nuts.
After spending some time in Centro de Lima, Ana brought us back to her place for lunch where we had some Pollo Pardo, which is Peruvian fast food. Basically some rotisserie style chicken and fench fries. From there we drove to Pachacamac, which is a town with some Inca ruins that are still currently being excavated. The site is right near the coast so the views were spectacular. After wandering around a bit, Ana took us to her friend Toto's house. His real name is Carlos but for some reason he goes by Toto. I doubt he has any idea about Dorothy and Kansas. Toto's pops owns a quail hatchery. Quail in Spanish is Coroniz and the eggs of the quail are sold just like chicken eggs here. We went into the hatchery and got to see some 40,000 quail in their cages. Not so great but still rather interesting. Also in Peru, rabbit and guinea pigs are primary sources of meat in many parts of the country. So along with the quail, Toto's family raises rabbit and guinea pig for meat. I took some pictures and felt terrible all the while.
After Toto's we headed back to Lima for a night on the town, but not before Ana and I shared a home-cooked meal. Ana's mom made us some delicious meat and rice with this sauce that is unreal. Muy delicioso. After dinner Ana and I rested for half an hour before heading to El Jardin Secreto, aka the secret garden. We had a blast playing Jenga and drinking a cocktail called La Piscina...which means The Pool. Think about it. It was a giant glass with all different kinds of alcohol. Whoever made the Jenga fall had to take a shot of it. Our group had grown from 5 to 9 by that time. We had recruited some Korean folks and a German guy. From the secret garden we made it to another bar where there were tons and tons of prostitutes just hanging around. Although it was less than satisfactory we did have fun dancing. Got home around 3:45am...slept for 2 hours and had to get up to catch my bus to Paracas.
I made it to my hostel and crashed for a couple hours. Woke up to the most magical sunset. I sat there, on the water, in total quiet, with a gentle breeze, just thinking how lucky I am to have the opportunity to do all this and be in this moment. Rather surreal.
This morning we took off on a trip to the islands, Islas Ballestas, where we took too many pictures of too many birds, and learned what bird shit smells like as we were enveloped in it. Now, I am just chilling, trunquilo as it is called here. I work tonight at 8 and will be laying on the beach until then.
Tomorrow, sandboarding.
Turns out there were many private chapels in this cathedral, reserved for the wealthier folks of course, and all of the remains of the families who "owned" each chapel so to speak, were buried just beneath. And of course the remains were happened upon by accident during renovations and such. There you are just digging away and rebuilding or re-enforcing the structures and oh hey, you find several coffins with the remains of archbishops and their families. Nuts.
After spending some time in Centro de Lima, Ana brought us back to her place for lunch where we had some Pollo Pardo, which is Peruvian fast food. Basically some rotisserie style chicken and fench fries. From there we drove to Pachacamac, which is a town with some Inca ruins that are still currently being excavated. The site is right near the coast so the views were spectacular. After wandering around a bit, Ana took us to her friend Toto's house. His real name is Carlos but for some reason he goes by Toto. I doubt he has any idea about Dorothy and Kansas. Toto's pops owns a quail hatchery. Quail in Spanish is Coroniz and the eggs of the quail are sold just like chicken eggs here. We went into the hatchery and got to see some 40,000 quail in their cages. Not so great but still rather interesting. Also in Peru, rabbit and guinea pigs are primary sources of meat in many parts of the country. So along with the quail, Toto's family raises rabbit and guinea pig for meat. I took some pictures and felt terrible all the while.
After Toto's we headed back to Lima for a night on the town, but not before Ana and I shared a home-cooked meal. Ana's mom made us some delicious meat and rice with this sauce that is unreal. Muy delicioso. After dinner Ana and I rested for half an hour before heading to El Jardin Secreto, aka the secret garden. We had a blast playing Jenga and drinking a cocktail called La Piscina...which means The Pool. Think about it. It was a giant glass with all different kinds of alcohol. Whoever made the Jenga fall had to take a shot of it. Our group had grown from 5 to 9 by that time. We had recruited some Korean folks and a German guy. From the secret garden we made it to another bar where there were tons and tons of prostitutes just hanging around. Although it was less than satisfactory we did have fun dancing. Got home around 3:45am...slept for 2 hours and had to get up to catch my bus to Paracas.
I made it to my hostel and crashed for a couple hours. Woke up to the most magical sunset. I sat there, on the water, in total quiet, with a gentle breeze, just thinking how lucky I am to have the opportunity to do all this and be in this moment. Rather surreal.
This morning we took off on a trip to the islands, Islas Ballestas, where we took too many pictures of too many birds, and learned what bird shit smells like as we were enveloped in it. Now, I am just chilling, trunquilo as it is called here. I work tonight at 8 and will be laying on the beach until then.
Tomorrow, sandboarding.
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