Mountains to Big FO Cities & onto Sunshine, Surf, Beach & Killer Seafood
Well as mentioned we were saving ourselves for one last big nighter with the 2 Irish lads, so we opted for a quick bite to eat and a movie on Sunday night so we mossied on down to the local Aussie pub for some munchies where we met a couple of guys from Ocean Grove, had a few drinks with them before heading out to see our movie. When we realised that that cinema wasn't gonna play what we wanted (works on a voting system), we headed back to the pub for a few more.
Decided to venture around for the Cusco freebies, before once again landing in Mama Africa's where nights tend to get longer and longer. Bumped into another couple of Aussie girls and a guy named Sean whom we met in the Brasilian Amazon with whom we continued the night onwards. At 3 we decided it was time to drag ourselves away before we cause ourselves some real damage and spend our entire last day in Cusco in bed. We had arranged to meet up with a few of the guys at Jack's for Breakfast, but there was no way we could get ourselves out of bed in time for that arrangement. When we did manage to get up though, Jack's was still on our mind so we ventured up the hill for one last session.
Spent the day relaxing, packing (which sux after you have pretty much settled into one place for 12 days) and doing a few last minute bits and pieces here and there, before settling down for some din-din and heading out one final time in the city that possibly never sleeps, Cusco. What was going to be not such a late one, ended with us getting back to the hostel just in time to finish the pack, shower and head straight to the airport for our 10:55 to Lima. The plane was a fantastic resource for sleep before landing in Lima, jumping in a cab and heading straight for the Palermo, Docklands, North Sure of Lima which is Barranco. The first thing we noticed after the enormous size of the city and terrible traffic conditions, was the amount of junk food outlets there are here, so americanised, our mouths were watering already considering our condition!
Check into the hostel and head straight for Miraflores, the Gold Coast of Lima for the biggest Burger King Burger I have ever seen. All I ordered was a BDCBD (Dickie & Adelle, I know that you know what I'm talking about) and I ended up with the same thing about 3 times the size, it was better than Christmas Day! Headed back to the hostel for a wee kip, a look around Barranco before getting stuck into what the Peruvian Coast is known for; Seafood!
Early night left us with enough energy to head down to Lombarco, a shopping complex built into the side of a cliff specifically for the Mariott hotel across the road but boasting a Starbucks & a Hooters. We grabbed a Frapacuinno (god how well the sit on a warm day) and made a decision to return for Hooters (Lil was as interested as I) before grabbing a bus for Downtown Lima. Close to an hour later when we finally arrived (traffic is very bad), we headed into the Plaza de Armas to check out the Presidential Palace among other things,
before heading into Bario Chino (Chinatown), the biggest in Latin America. Chowed down on a monstorous, awesome meal before jumping in a cab nad heading out to another mall where we thought we finally may be able to find a charger for my i-pod which went missing with my bag in Bolivia.
The drive ot there was interesting enough with the taxi driver warning us to take our sunglasses off so that we would not be robbed as we drove through the biggest and most notorious Mercado Negro in Peru, where the taxi driver told us that 'If your house is ever robbed, you can be guaranteed to find all your household belongings here. Including your staircases.' As we rounded a corner where sure enough there was thousands of house fittings strown across the street.
When we reached the mall, we hunted through every eletrical store we could to find to no avail, apparently the wall chargers haven't been released here in Peru yet. You can't even buy a new i-pod that comes with one, have to make do with crappy computer charges for the time being and put up with my battery runnning flat on those over nighters, until Miami anyway. Oh the glories of being able to buy anything and everything in less than 6 weeks are starting to feel like a miracle come true!
Anyway spent the rest of the arvo grabbing a movie and checking out some local fashion before heading back to the hostel for a couple of bevvies and left over Fried Rice from Lunch, another early night in honour of our carefree times in Cusco. The next morning we decided that we had seen enough of Lima and it was time to move onto some real beach action, you know where the beaches aren't polluted and the sun is plentiful. With a few questions asked around the hostel we decided it was time to head for Mancora, right up the Far Northern tip of Peru, a few hours from the Ecuadorian border. Pack the bags and head for the bus terminal where to our delight we were greeted once again with the joys of Argentinian bus travel, minus the beer, whiskey & champaign (not bad I suppose).
On our arrival in Mancora we checked into the local HI joint with a shady garden and hammocks abound. Headed straight for the beach were work on our tan was in much need. Friday night started out slow, we asked for the best seafood in town and was directed to a restaurant off the beaten track where no-one else was eating.
We decided to give it a go anyway as I was hungering for some Cebiche (fresh seafood & fish marinated in lime, onion & chilli served raw with sweet potato) which I had checked out in Lima and had become an avid fan. After dinner we mossied on down the main street checking out a few places before meeting up with a heap of guys from our hostel. Had a few drinks with them before we all moved onto another bar where we met up with an Australian girl, Alice (who the f..k is?) and her Peruvian boyfriend Johnny with whom we continued to party the night away with.
After taking it easy in Lima it was time to destroy the dance floor with an all night fiesta that lasted way into the following day. By the time we managed to crawl home to bed
Saturday had almost come to an end and we managed to sleep our arses off all the way through till Sunday.
Breakfast, Beach, Sun & a killer Argentinian Steak for Dinner saw us back at the hostel not too late to polish off a couple of brewskies in the warm coastal atmosphere with our fellow hostelians.
Monday saw us up early for Lil's surfing lesson with Johnny boy which she did pretty good at, more sun and seafood and taking it easy on the beach and a few naps in the hammocks.
Life is really hard when your living the winter months away 3 degrees south of the equator.
Another seafood extroadinare for dinner with Alice & Johnny, before an early morning fishing expedition in the morning with the lads from the hostel.
Johnny cooked up a super mean BBQ of fish & spuds with our catches, whilst Lil & I prepped up Passionfruit Pisco Sours, a nice twist to the local traditional drink and we settled in for a mean feast last night with all the guys before heading down to the local for a few to end the night nicely.
Back down to the beach today where the waves are pumping through,
the flying sand in the face drove us to the internet cafe to catch up on a few things and find some accomodation in our next surfing village Montañita, in Ecuador where we head off to tomorrow after another seafood BBQ with Johnny B Good & Alice this evening. Hopefully the sun will be shining and the ocean producing some nice clean breaks so I can actually start to get better at this surfing thing.
Decided to venture around for the Cusco freebies, before once again landing in Mama Africa's where nights tend to get longer and longer. Bumped into another couple of Aussie girls and a guy named Sean whom we met in the Brasilian Amazon with whom we continued the night onwards. At 3 we decided it was time to drag ourselves away before we cause ourselves some real damage and spend our entire last day in Cusco in bed. We had arranged to meet up with a few of the guys at Jack's for Breakfast, but there was no way we could get ourselves out of bed in time for that arrangement. When we did manage to get up though, Jack's was still on our mind so we ventured up the hill for one last session.
Spent the day relaxing, packing (which sux after you have pretty much settled into one place for 12 days) and doing a few last minute bits and pieces here and there, before settling down for some din-din and heading out one final time in the city that possibly never sleeps, Cusco. What was going to be not such a late one, ended with us getting back to the hostel just in time to finish the pack, shower and head straight to the airport for our 10:55 to Lima. The plane was a fantastic resource for sleep before landing in Lima, jumping in a cab and heading straight for the Palermo, Docklands, North Sure of Lima which is Barranco. The first thing we noticed after the enormous size of the city and terrible traffic conditions, was the amount of junk food outlets there are here, so americanised, our mouths were watering already considering our condition!
Check into the hostel and head straight for Miraflores, the Gold Coast of Lima for the biggest Burger King Burger I have ever seen. All I ordered was a BDCBD (Dickie & Adelle, I know that you know what I'm talking about) and I ended up with the same thing about 3 times the size, it was better than Christmas Day! Headed back to the hostel for a wee kip, a look around Barranco before getting stuck into what the Peruvian Coast is known for; Seafood!
Early night left us with enough energy to head down to Lombarco, a shopping complex built into the side of a cliff specifically for the Mariott hotel across the road but boasting a Starbucks & a Hooters. We grabbed a Frapacuinno (god how well the sit on a warm day) and made a decision to return for Hooters (Lil was as interested as I) before grabbing a bus for Downtown Lima. Close to an hour later when we finally arrived (traffic is very bad), we headed into the Plaza de Armas to check out the Presidential Palace among other things,
before heading into Bario Chino (Chinatown), the biggest in Latin America. Chowed down on a monstorous, awesome meal before jumping in a cab nad heading out to another mall where we thought we finally may be able to find a charger for my i-pod which went missing with my bag in Bolivia.
The drive ot there was interesting enough with the taxi driver warning us to take our sunglasses off so that we would not be robbed as we drove through the biggest and most notorious Mercado Negro in Peru, where the taxi driver told us that 'If your house is ever robbed, you can be guaranteed to find all your household belongings here. Including your staircases.' As we rounded a corner where sure enough there was thousands of house fittings strown across the street.
When we reached the mall, we hunted through every eletrical store we could to find to no avail, apparently the wall chargers haven't been released here in Peru yet. You can't even buy a new i-pod that comes with one, have to make do with crappy computer charges for the time being and put up with my battery runnning flat on those over nighters, until Miami anyway. Oh the glories of being able to buy anything and everything in less than 6 weeks are starting to feel like a miracle come true!
Anyway spent the rest of the arvo grabbing a movie and checking out some local fashion before heading back to the hostel for a couple of bevvies and left over Fried Rice from Lunch, another early night in honour of our carefree times in Cusco. The next morning we decided that we had seen enough of Lima and it was time to move onto some real beach action, you know where the beaches aren't polluted and the sun is plentiful. With a few questions asked around the hostel we decided it was time to head for Mancora, right up the Far Northern tip of Peru, a few hours from the Ecuadorian border. Pack the bags and head for the bus terminal where to our delight we were greeted once again with the joys of Argentinian bus travel, minus the beer, whiskey & champaign (not bad I suppose).
On our arrival in Mancora we checked into the local HI joint with a shady garden and hammocks abound. Headed straight for the beach were work on our tan was in much need. Friday night started out slow, we asked for the best seafood in town and was directed to a restaurant off the beaten track where no-one else was eating.
We decided to give it a go anyway as I was hungering for some Cebiche (fresh seafood & fish marinated in lime, onion & chilli served raw with sweet potato) which I had checked out in Lima and had become an avid fan. After dinner we mossied on down the main street checking out a few places before meeting up with a heap of guys from our hostel. Had a few drinks with them before we all moved onto another bar where we met up with an Australian girl, Alice (who the f..k is?) and her Peruvian boyfriend Johnny with whom we continued to party the night away with.
After taking it easy in Lima it was time to destroy the dance floor with an all night fiesta that lasted way into the following day. By the time we managed to crawl home to bed
Saturday had almost come to an end and we managed to sleep our arses off all the way through till Sunday.
Breakfast, Beach, Sun & a killer Argentinian Steak for Dinner saw us back at the hostel not too late to polish off a couple of brewskies in the warm coastal atmosphere with our fellow hostelians.
Monday saw us up early for Lil's surfing lesson with Johnny boy which she did pretty good at, more sun and seafood and taking it easy on the beach and a few naps in the hammocks.
Life is really hard when your living the winter months away 3 degrees south of the equator.
Another seafood extroadinare for dinner with Alice & Johnny, before an early morning fishing expedition in the morning with the lads from the hostel.
Johnny cooked up a super mean BBQ of fish & spuds with our catches, whilst Lil & I prepped up Passionfruit Pisco Sours, a nice twist to the local traditional drink and we settled in for a mean feast last night with all the guys before heading down to the local for a few to end the night nicely.
Back down to the beach today where the waves are pumping through,
the flying sand in the face drove us to the internet cafe to catch up on a few things and find some accomodation in our next surfing village Montañita, in Ecuador where we head off to tomorrow after another seafood BBQ with Johnny B Good & Alice this evening. Hopefully the sun will be shining and the ocean producing some nice clean breaks so I can actually start to get better at this surfing thing.
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