We crossed the
border to Peru and in Puno terminal we found our spanish friend, Ruth, who we
met in Potosi and Sucre. She is travelling around the world for a year (so far 10 months) and has now the responsibility of taking care of Francisco and Paulo
jajaja. We went together to Arequipa, a city that is very very interesting,
with a beautiful center and nice sighs; mountains with snow (Misti and other volcanoes)
all around the city. Our first judgment (positive) about Peru is “wooo so tasty
food..”
And about Pisco.. hm.. Pisco Peruano is good, very good; but since we lived one year in Chile (and we still have friends there) and since we are still in Peru, we cannot say which is better..
Our days in Arequipa
were almost fulfilled by the municipality market (desayuno, almuerzo y snack
there) and menus del dia. People from the juices, pastel de papa, dulce de
leche already knew us and we all laughed together about our jokes. On the
second day in Arequipa we went to Colca Canyon (the biggest canyon of the world,
Gand canyon in US is the second) and hired Ruth as our guide. This time Paulo, that
normally is relaxed, was even more relaxed (he often trusts Murta´s choices but now
with Ruth, he was better off). Colca Canyon started at 5.30 am (we took a bus
at 1am from Arequipa) at Cruz del Condor, where supposedly you can see condors,
but no one saw them. Them the tour started, 4 hours going down until the river,
a jump in the river, alpaca meat for lunch and 4 more hours to reach an oasis,
where we ended up staying 2 days (we were too tired to wake up at 5am and climb up 3h). We stayed and it was really nice, we ended up being part of the group that was doing
a tour and friends with them, played football with them, climb together and they
gave us a ride back to Arequipa.
After 2 days, we
took a night bus to Huacachina, an Oasis near Ica. Here, we just relaxed by the
pool with dunes signs around. We took a tour with some other people, a buggy in
the dunes and a bit of snowboarding. Paulo did a 360º maneuver and had his back
a little bit hurt (he is already getting better Julinha jajaa), and because he was quite dizzy from
the fall he lost his iphone in the sand (but later we recovered it – a girl
found it). The sunset in the dunes was amazing; it looked as we were in arabic
desert.
At this point of the trip, Murta had finally (after 2 months) a stomach conflict for about two days (Murta made a lot of jokes with Paulo when he had the same in La Paz “you are not use to spicy food, that’s what happens” jajaja). In Huacachina, we hang out with some Israelian friends (a guy and two girls), a spanish and a german that speaks portuguese.
Our Israelian friends were travelling in a different way than the majority of Israelians who often travel in big groups around South America and they normally doing the same route. In Israel, boys and girls have to do the army, 3 and 2 years, respectively, and after that (and before college) they usually go travelling. They are often the youngest travellers in South America.http://www.sabado.pt/Dossies-SABADO/Dossies-SABADO/Aventura-na-America-Latina/Fotogaleria-(1).aspx
(after Paulo´s sandboarding performance)
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