Lazy in Lima
Trip Start Jun 23, 2011
27Trip End Aug 30, 2011
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Then we set out across Argentina, Bolivia and southern Peru - almost 30 straight nights without a Marriott in our vicinity. After the four day Inca Trail, we were ready for a break. We arrived on an early morning flight, checked in, and took a nap in our comfortable bed. It was a Sunday (we always seem to arrive in new cities on Sundays), so there wasnīt a ton going on in Lima. Our hotel was on a cliff overlooking the Pacific. Right in front of us was a big, US-style mall development called Larcomar
After our nap we headed over there to explore and get some food. We ended up at a cafe specializing in waffles (even the salads came with waffles) and we had pisco sours and waffles for brunch. I had the "Waffles Americano". They were stuffed with lots of cheese and ham, and covered in an egg over easy. Just like we always have our waffles in America! Anyway, appropriately named or not, they were delicious.
We thought about seeing a movie at the theater at Larcomarīs theater, but all they had was Capitan America and Los Pitufos (The Smurfs), neither of which interested us that much, so instead we did that most Peruvian of activities - went bowling. (The bowling alleyīs advertisment in the Marriott pointed out their "wide variety of shoes" as one of the selling points, but the selection seemed normal to me. I discovered that I am a size 44 here.) I crushed K three games to none, although she did break triple digits one time and only lost by 6
The next morning we exercised our tourist guilt by heading on the bus to the center of town to see the main squares and other sites to see. The bus was uneventful, as was the centro area. There was not a lot to see, it was quite gray and gloomy out, and it was kind of boring. After about an hour and a half of wandering down there, we decided to head home. This is when we decided to take our lives in our hands by taking a collectivo back instead of a bus.
A collectivo is a van (a full sized van - none of that mini-van crap) with bench seats in it that races from corner to corner along a certain route (in our case Avenida Arequipa). There is a driver and another guy who collects the money and hangs out of the door the whole time yelling in a sing-song voice really fast like the micromachines man the destinations of the collectivo. Ours would sing "Arequipa, Arequipa, Arequipa! Mireflores! Larcomar! Arequipa, Arequipa, Arequipa!" at every stop and in between them, too, if there were likely-looking pedestrians. Despite the dangers, we managed to get back to the hotel in one peice.
After that we had a late lunch at La Mar, recommended by Josh and Beth, and absolutely delicious
After that we went back to the hotel, hung out, and got our laundry to pack up for our early flight to Iquitos, in the Peruvian jungle on the Amazon River, the next day.