Good day to Peru, good day to Lima

After 24 hours on my feet, ten hours of flight (excluding layovers) and very emotional hours for me, I landed in Lima, Peru last Saturday. Luckily, the taxi booked through my hostel was already waiting for me. A small tip: Go directly to the ATM near the baggage claim because Nuevos Soles are not traded and you can only withdraw 400 n / S per day per card, about 100 Euros. That will get you through the day, especially if you are used to American prices.

The taxi ride, if I weren't so used to it, was hellish. The Peruvian traffic and driving style feels daredevilish. Fresh air was missing at first, but I didn't mind. The hostel in Miraflores is wonderful. Very, very friendly staff, always clean bathrooms, toilets and rooms. The beds with a width of 140cm are very comfortable and when Mommy needs her beauty sleep, the curtain is simply drawn. During check-in, I was also allowed to spin the Kokopelli wheel of fortune. And tada... I won a Pisco Sour. When I asked in Spanish what to expect, I only understood something about chicken and lime, just as I was. Delicious, something to eat... I thought. So first, unpack the suitcase, settle in, and take a little exploration walk. First of all, to the supermarket, because I was hungry and it was still a while until dinner and the chicken. When I made my way to rendezvous with the chicken later in the evening and ordered it in the rooftop bar of my hostel together with a caffeinated cold drink, the chicken stripped down. Behind the bar, they started swinging the cocktail mixer diligently. The chicken turned out to be egg white and Pisco turned out to be schnapps. Well then, cheeeerio Miss Sophie. Unfortunately, I have to say, Pisco Sour is damn delicious. However, it stayed with just one that evening. The question of food was still unanswered. If you're into lots of little things, you should take advantage of the culinary offerings of the small, rolling fairground stalls in Parque Kennedy in the evening, it also works during the day, but the atmosphere is only half as nice. From churros, rice pudding to Butifarro (bun, grilled turkey breast, red onions, and spicy sauce), everything is there. Delicious.

The next day, I also got to know my roommates. You travel abroad and who do you meet... a guy from Cologne. Very nice and we had a few nice evenings in Lima.

And then it started, the big discovery tour. Well, better said: The many little ones. Because: Sleep in, have breakfast (continal+= rolls, brioche, jam, scrambled eggs, coffee, avocado, muesli, etc.) and start the day reeeeeeally relaxed.

Here are my impressions and here's a little tip: If you go the paths that most other tourists don't go, you usually see and experience more.

Huaca Huallamarca Pyramid and burial site of a pre-Inca people (Huacas).

It may not look spectacular at first, but appearances can be deceiving. In addition, a small traditional event was taking place there. A cultural jackpot, without a crowd of tourists, please!

El Centro Histórico and El Parque de la Exposición

Strolling, colonial architecture, and Ceviche (raw herring marinated in lime juice, chili, and red onions) deeeeliouuuuus.

A small note: Some people have already raised their hands to their heads because of my culinary escapades. But here's the extended equation: Mommy=Nature Boy=Pork stomach (but I also have my tricks and a good sense)

Miraflores, Parque del Amor, Parque Yitzhak Rabin, and the Pacific Ocean.

Distance is just a unit of measurement. Love is a feeling that is beyond any unit of measurement. 💕

Today, I am heading to Arequipa, the white city. A new adventure awaits.

Oh yes, whatever you plan for/about Peru, plan it spontaneously and on-site. Everything is available and 2/3 cheaper than from home. That's where the travel organizers fill their pockets with the money of the planning-crazy tourists.

So in that sense:

Have Fun & Be Proud!

Your Jan/Mommy