Posada Del Inca Miraflores Lima

After about a month playing around at 3,000m and above I am now back to sea level.

A bit strange to be able to breath without any dificultys (Even though I was aclimatised to the altitude occasionaly I needed a few deap breaths)

Lima is pretty so so and so ended up doing it in about a day and a half (befor headding off bay to the mountains) It was ok as citys go but nothing really to write home (or on your blog) about so I wont!

... 1512;גיש 97;ם את שיפור השפה מיום ליום
מ סכן בעלי- אני מקשקש 14; והוא הולך לאיבו 91;,,,
אבל אל תדאג ...

... at 5pm on a Friday - now no chance of getting the package delivered that day....

Once we gathered all of this paperwork together with the invoice for the bike parts and all we contacted FedEx to tell them we had all of the documents needed for delivery - promised on Monday according to FedEx. Monday came and we called FedEx every 2 hours for an update - still stuck in customs - we did the same on Tuesday and by Wednesday ...

... people (and not only kids) jump around in them and get completely drenched...

Well we made the best of Lima especially from a culinary viewpoint ;) : They have Dunkin donuts everywhere and we just couldnt resist, Jeff was also in heaven with his buffalo wings and we also tried one of the Chifa restaurants in CHina Town (which afterwards we realized might not have been such a good idea but eneded up not causing any problems).

... drying bank account. And I will not be eating out so much for a long time. At least my roomate is a great cook!

I have enjoyed travelling and being abroad again. While I'm sure I'll feel nostalgic toward it when I get home, I miss home more than I expected. I anticipated that this trip would only fuel my desire to live abroad again and soon. But it's actually achieved the opposite effect. I realize ...

... turn to lay a card, counting the numbers in order as you lay. If I for example call 8 and I lay an 8, everyone has to slap their hand on the pile and the last hand down drinks. The poor thing just didnīt get it. It is a wonder how some people make it so far in life, she ended up a big mess!

Hangovers in hand it was time to catch the next bus, a mammoth 22 hour ride to Cuzco. Yep, 22 hours....

... startling advice and booked it to Arequipa. With a planned two day, one night visit planned we really had nothing special in mind to fill the time. The city was somewhat of a breath of fresh air both literally and figuratively. Aside from easier breathing, the weather was gorgeous (sunny and hot). The only "touristy" activity we accomplished was a tour of the oldest convent in the Americas. Nuns have been kicking in back in forced isolation within the ...

... either way some of them had probably never been off the island. We suspected there was an undercurrent of in-breeding going on, this suspicion was based mainly on we caught one of the yokels waving at a 747 airplane. As April began we moved on to the last country we will visit in South America, Peru, again. During April we are checking out the south of the country with Kat's brother who arrives in on the 8th. So with 1 week spare we took an 18 ...

... didnīt want to miss out on seeing some bird ****, so I went anyways. Surprisingly, I did not get ill from the boat, but the smell of the islands really made wanna turn my stomach inside out. You know when you are really ill and your sense of smell becomes so acute? Well, that was how I found myself stuck on a boat surrounded by mountains of pure guano. I had to bury my face the rest of the ride and try to peak ...

... we had to thumb down from the side of the highway returned us on the outskirts of the city. Quite a mission getting in to town and definately not where any of the tourist buses would go. We only got hasselled a few times and then we found our destination, a torture musuem and a french restaurant run by nun`s, neither of which were what we expected but fun none the less.