Lima: A Stop Over

A wise man once said to us... Well what he said isn't very nice, and he's not really that wise, so let's just say we had no intention of spending much time in Lima. That said, Jeremy and I are not the types of people to pass up a free warm cookie and a free welcome pisco sour cocktail, so we booked a free night's stay at the Doubletree El Pardo in Miraflores, a suburan city district of Lima.





And so we arrived for our brief stay to aclimatize ouselves to the ways of Peru. Constant honking, near death experiences crossing the street, air pollution, and a form of public transportstion that is beyond description seem to make up the majority of culture in Lima. However, those pisco sours are dangerously delicioso, and that ceviche is magnifico. Our night on the town in Miraflores was the perfect jump start to a two week excursion in Peru.

We awoke early on Saturday to make the most of the small amount of time we had to see the sights. In the end, we didn't even venture to down town Lima, but we did check out Parque del Amor along the coast, which somewhat reminded of us of Park Guell in Barcelona, but on a much smaller scale.

We strolled south to Larco Mar, a cheese tastic display of chain restaurants and an over the top, gaudy J.W. Marriott. Deciding against breakfast at Tony Roma's, we returned to our strip of Miraflores for desayuno de huevos, pan, y tamale. We chatted with some Peruvian natives, and then headed on to Parque Tahuantinsuyo Huaca Juliana.

Home of ancient Incan ruins, this adobe pyramidal structure dates back to the year 400AD. It promised to be chock full of Alpacas and history. If only we actually saw it!

Somehow, we walked directly past this site without noticing, which took us out of Miraflores and deep in San Isidro. Like a whole one or two miles deep. The neighborhood was pleasant with lots of cute shops, so I guess that's why we didn't realize we had strayed off course. And since the land of the Incas isn't hurting for Alpacas and history, we managed to stumble upon another adobe pyramid: Huaca Huallamarca, which translates to sugar loaf. (We don't get it, either.)

It was a nice easy day of touristing, but the fact that Jeremy and I - yes Jeremy and I - made it to the airport two hours ahead of our flight signals that we were eager to move on to Arequipa. Ciao, Lima! We will be back in two weeks!


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