La Alameda del Peregrino Trujillo

... to nature thing - don´t suppose I´ll continue that once back at home though....the trowel isn´t pocket size for a start! Anyway - back to the 5 hr journey...we filled it by having an afternoon party on the truck with tunes blaring, dancing and drinking. This was by far the best time we´ve had on the truck itself. I ended the journey as we pulled into the bushcamp by doing a moon walk in the truck when MJ came on the ipod.......no not the michael jackson kind of ´moon´ walk ...

... main center of town didnt look to bad.<br>I walked into the dodgy part of town to get the shuttle to Huacas del Sol and Huacas de la Luna.<br>While waiting for the bus a security guard who had worked in LAs for about 5 years and been deported started to talk to me, pretty nice guy, and i think he stopped me getting robbed as someone had been followingme for a few blocks!<br>Once at the ruins I got a english speaking guide to myself and we toured the ruins. Good to get some ...

After a very long overnight bus ride from Huaraz where we stopped for around 2 hours due to a pretty horrific accident along the way, truck versus bus (pretty scary!), we finally made it to Trujillo pretty happy to be there. The weather was amazing in Trujillo, so warm, very different from what we had been used to in the Andes which was great. We got to put away the jumpers and out came the summery clothes!<br><br>We checked into a hostel and headed into the ...

Trujillo is an overnight bus ride from Lima, north along the coast. It is now a major tourist town thanks to the discovery of Chimu (pre Inca) and Moche (pre Chimu) ruins in the area - ongoing excavations are still unearthing more ruins. Every second building in town is a casino - apparently ruins and gambling are a good holiday combination.<br><br>In the morning we took a tour of the Moche temple of the moon, which dates from 600AD and is still well ...

... El Brujo site. But as we got about three miles away from the site, the road became so muddy and treacherous that we decided to head back into the nearest town. We found a great little restaurant there and Annette decided to take a taxi through the mud to the site. The El Brujo site contains relics and ceramics that portray one of the Moche rulers - a woman called the Señora de ...

... time! I wander along the shore, ignore the vendors and their tacky souvenirs, and instead look out at the surfers floating in the water. I decide that surfers waiting for waves are a lot like snowboarders at the top of a half-pipe, many people sitting around and very few doing anything actually worth watching.<br><br>Back in Trujillo, I spend my last night vegging in front of my spiffy television. I am tired. In the morning, I head for Lima and then on to the US and the end of my international travels.

... Moche built their new temples on top of old temples when the previous dynasty died out, and the many different layers, each with their own unique design, were clearly visible in brightly coloured paint. The tour lasted about 40 minutes, after which we headed back to the taxi; the driver was loyally waiting, having now progressed onto a new MJ DVD in our absence. Two minutes later and we were at Huaca del Sol; you can´t go inside, so ...

... out with them for the day, so we were able to be bored together basically. <br>Ruins visited were all pre-Incan, including the sites of Huaca de la Luna, Huaca el dragon (also knows as the Arco Iris), and finally the Chan Chan ruins (massive complex of temples, palaces, workshops, houses, etc).<br>However the highlight of the day would probably have to be the dogs that we saw at each of the sites... hairless apart from some ...

... we looked for a shop along the beachfront that sold ice cream. Both of us had this big craving for ice cream &#8211; maybe because of the association of ice cream with beach. We enquired at one of the restaurants whether they sold ice cream. They said yes, of course, only to have us seated at a table and then giving us the menus. We then realised that there was a misunderstanding. They wanted to serve us fancy desserts while we just wanted take ...

After another overnight bus trip, I arrived on a Saturday morning at my next stop. The city was Trujillo, the third largest in Peru. It was still very early in the morning when I rang the doorbell of my new hostel. A young sleepy-eyed woman with thick dark curly hair and pale skin, happily greeted me at the door and showed me around the hostel &#8211; which looked more like a beautiful well-kept hotel. She showed me to my room &#8211; which was an ensuite ...