If you’ve read all my the Peru posts, you should have an idea of how painful traveling has been. The ride down the mountain was fine. The bus from Barranca to Lima, which is a 5 hour trip was “local” as in making stops at all the little towns on the way. I know now why sleep deprivation is a form of torture.
Despite the lateness of our arrival, the first thing we all did was take a hot shower. Bliss.
The next day, we were in Lima with no traveling what-so-ever. Bliss, again.
We went to the zoo to see some native animals.
But, first some flowers and plants.
Fake Amazon river with the whole posse.
Playground for the monkeys.
A collage of all the animals. Top left is a photo of vicuñas that normally live high up in the Andes. Their wool is known to be the softest, warmest and lightest wool in the world. Very expensive.
Second photo from the left, 3rd row down, gigantic rat. And lots and lots of monkeys and colorful birds. Look at the 2nd from the left, 2nd row down. Can you see the lightly blurred lines? Just wanted to say, the Canon is awesome. I was able to “blur” the fence and make it almost invisible!
Here’s a larger example, not the best representative, but pretty cool huh?
BTW, tiger is not native to Peru. It was in the International section, along with lions, giraffes, the typical zoo animals we see here in the states.
I let Soso have a treat and she picked candy apple in spite my warning. I hate candy apple. They are so deceptive, looking so delicious and yet so hard to eat. I call them a waste of a good apple. Sure enough, one bite and Soso’s sorta loose tooth got even looser.
Later that night D
Tried to yank it out quickly
D failed. Ouch. Tears.
I was inspired to write a haiku when I read one by a friend. Yeah, I’m not poet.
More glimpses of Peru. Remember it is on a cliff. Can you see that?
Spanish colonial architecture.
The only recycling can we saw the entire trip until we got to Machu Picchu. Considering how much bottled water is consumed, not just by tourists by residents as well, I would have thought recycling cans would be more common. I was so shocked to finally see one that I had to take a picture.
Locutorio, literally translates to a parlor. But in Peru, it is their version of an Internet Cafe. For a few soles per 15 minute increments, you can surf the web in your little cubicle desk. In rural places are like Marca, a locutorio is more for making telephone calls.
We ended the night early with a meal of the most amazing grilled meat on kebab. I tried to take pictures, but my camera was very finicky about close-ups. It would just refuse to take any close-up pictures and I was too hungry to figure it out.
We stopped at a supermarket to pick up some chocolates to take home. That’s us, contemplating which tempting chocolate and snacks to buy.
We finally headed home to get ready for our early 6:30 AM flight to Cusco.
Stay tuned for Cusco and Machu Picchu!