Hospedaje Los Jardines Urubamba

Well, it was a looong night at the Lima airport. Shortly after leaving the internet center I settled in at the food court but I could tell sleep would not be possible. Too busy, too many announcements, and I wasn´t willing to take my eyes off my bags. I had a nice conversation with a lovely South African couple....they are retired and traveling through Peru and Bolivia for 4 weeks. They had been up for 30 hours and weren´t at their destination yet either, so I guess I can´t complain! They wer...

WHAT A DAY. It started pleasantly enough, with breakfast in the garden at the hospedaje. The dueña, Carmen, sat with me and we chatted all through breakfast. I asked her about the work going on next to my casita...I thought maybe they were digging up for more plants, but turns out they are building 4 more rooms like mine. She told me how much she loves receiving tourists...EXCEPT the Israelis. She assured me they are difficult and spoiled and when they call for a room she tells them she´s ful...

dont have fotos. dont have anything to say really i just wanted my dot on the map since i did stay here overnight. oh i do have things to write!!!! i didnt feel well so i stayed in the room and watched music and lyrics which was just as brilliant as the first time i saw except i missed the beginning and stephy was not there :(this was the stopover to ECUADOR (everyone loves to renew their visa!) but the 6 hour busride (the ittsa bus company) was hot and smelly - the windows wouldnt open and t...

NILS: At 8:20 am, from our second floor window in the garden cabana we could see the wiry figure of Mike, the bike guide, flitting about his upturned bikes, checking tire pressure, gearing, brakes . He was wearing a once-bright yellow and purple biking rain coat streaked with duct tape. Even from afar, obscured by trees, you could tell he is a character. We tottered down the stairs, our legs still wobbly from exploring Pisac, tried to regain our breath in the thin air and made our introductio...

Piura was a long 3 hour drive through some serious desert with a rest stop in Mancora. The town itself was not really that exciting and basically just a stop over as well. We only stayed one night before leaving to Huancabamba, the famed town of witch doctors, healers, and high mountain lakes.