Hotel Paraiso Trujillo

... again were again covered in intricate designs, the name of the temple come from the friezes on the walls, some of which are in the shape of rainbows and another which is thought to be a dragon. It is really amazing how well preserved the carvings are.<br><br>Our taxi driver took us back into town where we had lunch and prepared for our (hopefully last) overnight bus ride to Chachapoyas, the last town in Peru before hitting Ecuador!<br><br>Till next time xxx<br><br>

... Richie said I don't know, I don't work here. We were confused. Anyway Richie brought us back drinks, we payed him, he returned and wiped the table and changed the ashtray. So he does work here right ? No. Richie is an interesting, possibly chemically aided, Argentinian who works in the hospitality world. He is travelling and walked in the place and felt people needed more to drink so went round serving them. He joined us for a drink and ...

... the Sipan mounds. Immediately, the government went into action, securing the area after some bloodshed and halting the smuggling of Peru's national treasures. The former grave robbers (who were more poor opportunistic peasants than hardened criminals) were trained and given jobs excavating the site, and everyone lived happily ever after, mas o menos.<br><br>Over the centuries, a variety of peoples have made Peru's northern coast their home. from the time of Christ to 800 AD, the Moche lived ...

<br> Jen spent the day in Lima. She met up with Esters and family for lunch and helped him plan some things out for his upcoming trip to Miami. We loaded him down with tons of food suggestions. You could almost hear our mouths salivating when we, over the phone, listed out mashed potatoes, sweet corn, gravy, and 18 oz medium rare stake - all things he had never had before. <br> Back in Trujillo Andy and I arrived from Cajamarca at 7AM. We left our stuff in the Linea bus ...

... br><br>However, after two mind numbingly boring days stuck in Huanchaco, the strike was lifted. I don´t know if they resolved the dispute; they´ll probably have another strike in a week or so over something else (by which point I hope to be well and truly out of the country). <br><br>So, on again went the backpack as I headed back down towards the capital.<br><br>Lima was pretty much how I remember it being but I did go ...

... Scores of taxis parked either side of the road, police, and lots of taxi drivers milling about. Heroically, our driver actually slowed down, wound down the window and, pointing to us his passengers, exclaimed that were were gringos and had a bus to catch. This prompted howls of derision, and incensed a particularly angry old man so much that he hurled a random piece of fruit at the windscreen right in front of me! Off we sped once more. I felt like I´d suddenly been ...

... we met our new tr*inee driver luke. his ex is from NI so the c*p*city for the cr*ic w*s good. Just *s well *s my new roomie snores too but not *s b*d *s t'other so good nights sleep with the e*rplugs b*ck in.<br><br>Up the next d*y for * free bre*kf*st th*t cost 3 quid *nd the st*rt of d*y 4 of se*mus´ birthd*y. Sorted out the *ul l*undry *nd went for city tour, be*utiful pl*ce *ll french *dn sp*nish coloni*l buildings, even the homeless live in better period ...

... I had already paid the day before for my ticket to Mancora, making sure this time that I had genuine notes in return. Wendy had also paid for her ticket but at a later time for a town in southern Peru where she would catch another bus into Chile. On that day we visited Huaca de la Luna &#8211; a structure built of solid adobe by the Moche people many centuries ago, but not before Wendy and I had a massive filling ceviche lunch at a ...

... guest &#8211; apparently an attractive one at that. His name was Tom, an American who had arrived that morning and was now fast asleep. Rosa exclaimed that he was &#8220;muy lindo&#8221; &#8211; very pretty, tanned and gorgeous. Wendy and I started thinking &#8220;who is this guy?&#8221; and &#8220;When will he wake up?&#8221;. But we weren&#8217;t going to wait for him to get up. We wanted to see places that day &#8211; especially seeing the ...

... I also remembered then that the lighting in the bus station was dim and I didn&#8217;t pay attention to all the notes that I had received back as change. I had been given a forged 50 soles note. I was so ****** off that I had been ripped off by the lady at the bus station. I worked out that I had lost 16 dollars &#8211; at least 4 nights of accommodation in Peru and I had lost it because I didn&#8217;t know then what a forged note looked like. Wendy told ...