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Since we are lazy and don't want to send emails to all of you individually, we have created this blog. So feel free to check it on a day to day basis for updates on our travels as we know we are the most important people in your lives and you probably will.
The update so far is as follows:
Day 1 - Friday
After a grueling 25 hours of travel, including a 2 hour delay in Miami due to a faulty plane, we arrived in Lima where the shuttle we had prepaid for decided not to show. After many failed attempts to call our shuttle service using Lima´s confusing pay phone system (apparentely there are 2 types of pay phones. For one you use your cell number as the pay phone number and the other being a regular payphone. Identifying the difference with the naked eye is impossible) we finally used simple gestures (because neither of speak the language) to find another shuttle service. We stayed at the fabulous 5-Star Hotel which more liked a shotty Best Western back home. $170.00 a night well spent.
Lima is a shithole.
The shanty homes, 70% of Lima, are the size of a mid-sized bathroom in Canada. Driving through these areas to get to Miraflores, Lima was the grossest part. After wandering aimlessly around the city, we decided to sleep for a while. Our room has an amazing view of the city ... and if the city were even remotely nice, the view would have been better. Looking out the window we saw this beautiful fenced in building with green grass and fancy cars. It was the only part that reminded us of home. Then, in the distance, we see a red and white flag. Could it be? Yes, it was the Canadian Embassy.
Day 2 - Saturday
More aimless wandering. Ate, drank and was merry. That evening we searched for 3 hours for a pub. Stopped at each shanty joint (all them Mexican, it was wierd) for a cerveza then went back to our hotel. We discovered that our hotel has the hottest club in town. Finally! Our search is over! Let´s go get a pint. However, our appearance isn´t up to Lima standard and we are denied entrance. Apparantly Lu Lu Lemons and Board Shorts aren´t acceptable fashions.
Day 3 - Sunday
Everything is closed. Thank God because (thanks to Kevin and his love for $2 litre beers) we lost our Lonely Plant Spanish-English phrase book. We might die without it. We did a city lights tour via double decker bus. The attendant put us to shame speaking fluent Spanich, French and English. Tanks and Policia decked out in riot gear patrolling the streets was common.
Day 4 - Monday
Get the hell out of hell. At 7am we hopped on a bus bound for Nazca. 8 hours later, the city smog lifted and for the first time, we saw blue sky. 30 degrees and lovin life. Of course, the first thing Kevin did was get a litre of beer for $2. Nice. We found a cute little 2-Star Hotel in the heart of the town. 15 Soles a night each ... equivilant to $5 USD. It has an open patio on the rooftop overlooking the town square. So we did what we did best. Got hammered on the roof while continuing our on-going cribbage tournament. Current Score: Kevin 679, Lisa 628.
We don´t know the language, see Day 3, but have enough liquid courage in us to go mix with the locals. Pisco, a spanish wine-brandy, is gooooood. It helped us get along with the locals. Being a little white woman was also helpful. They loved us so much (we are about 15 drinks deep mind you) we were invited to attend a Full Moon Nazca Line Viewing just outside the city limits in the middle of the desert with our very muscular drunken bartender and his burly friends. ... After pondering it over a cerveza, we kindly declined.
(The view from our 2 star hotel)
Day 5 - Tuesday
Hungover and haggard, we decided to take a rickety, single prop Cesna ride over the Naza Lines. Including the pilot, the plane held only 6. Lisa was in charge of locking the door. Oh Lord. It was extremely fun and we met some nice Americans. After about the 5th sand figure, Kevin gets sweaty. He can´t look out the window due to extreme nausea. We land ... Kevin pukes all over the runway.
... Our journey will continue ...
Since we are lazy and don't want to send emails to all of you individually, we have created this blog. So feel free to check it on a day to day basis for updates on our travels as we know we are the most important people in your lives and you probably will.
The update so far is as follows:
Day 1 - Friday
After a grueling 25 hours of travel, including a 2 hour delay in Miami due to a faulty plane, we arrived in Lima where the shuttle we had prepaid for decided not to show. After many failed attempts to call our shuttle service using Lima´s confusing pay phone system (apparentely there are 2 types of pay phones. For one you use your cell number as the pay phone number and the other being a regular payphone. Identifying the difference with the naked eye is impossible) we finally used simple gestures (because neither of speak the language) to find another shuttle service. We stayed at the fabulous 5-Star Hotel which more liked a shotty Best Western back home. $170.00 a night well spent.
Lima is a shithole.
The shanty homes, 70% of Lima, are the size of a mid-sized bathroom in Canada. Driving through these areas to get to Miraflores, Lima was the grossest part. After wandering aimlessly around the city, we decided to sleep for a while. Our room has an amazing view of the city ... and if the city were even remotely nice, the view would have been better. Looking out the window we saw this beautiful fenced in building with green grass and fancy cars. It was the only part that reminded us of home. Then, in the distance, we see a red and white flag. Could it be? Yes, it was the Canadian Embassy.
Day 2 - Saturday
More aimless wandering. Ate, drank and was merry. That evening we searched for 3 hours for a pub. Stopped at each shanty joint (all them Mexican, it was wierd) for a cerveza then went back to our hotel. We discovered that our hotel has the hottest club in town. Finally! Our search is over! Let´s go get a pint. However, our appearance isn´t up to Lima standard and we are denied entrance. Apparantly Lu Lu Lemons and Board Shorts aren´t acceptable fashions.
Day 3 - Sunday
Everything is closed. Thank God because (thanks to Kevin and his love for $2 litre beers) we lost our Lonely Plant Spanish-English phrase book. We might die without it. We did a city lights tour via double decker bus. The attendant put us to shame speaking fluent Spanich, French and English. Tanks and Policia decked out in riot gear patrolling the streets was common.
Day 4 - Monday
Get the hell out of hell. At 7am we hopped on a bus bound for Nazca. 8 hours later, the city smog lifted and for the first time, we saw blue sky. 30 degrees and lovin life. Of course, the first thing Kevin did was get a litre of beer for $2. Nice. We found a cute little 2-Star Hotel in the heart of the town. 15 Soles a night each ... equivilant to $5 USD. It has an open patio on the rooftop overlooking the town square. So we did what we did best. Got hammered on the roof while continuing our on-going cribbage tournament. Current Score: Kevin 679, Lisa 628.
We don´t know the language, see Day 3, but have enough liquid courage in us to go mix with the locals. Pisco, a spanish wine-brandy, is gooooood. It helped us get along with the locals. Being a little white woman was also helpful. They loved us so much (we are about 15 drinks deep mind you) we were invited to attend a Full Moon Nazca Line Viewing just outside the city limits in the middle of the desert with our very muscular drunken bartender and his burly friends. ... After pondering it over a cerveza, we kindly declined.
(The view from our 2 star hotel)Day 5 - Tuesday
Hungover and haggard, we decided to take a rickety, single prop Cesna ride over the Naza Lines. Including the pilot, the plane held only 6. Lisa was in charge of locking the door. Oh Lord. It was extremely fun and we met some nice Americans. After about the 5th sand figure, Kevin gets sweaty. He can´t look out the window due to extreme nausea. We land ... Kevin pukes all over the runway.
... Our journey will continue ...
7 comments:
Well you've made it!!! and i didnt hear any horror stories about losing any passports ... so consider the airport phase won! lol ... I think im going to try and figure out how to start a blog on here ... your right way easier than a million emails hey!
well hope your having an awesome time ... and by the sounds of the $2 beer ... you are!!!
T-Minus 21 days for me!!! hard to say if i will make it thru them in one piece ... hahaha i cant wait to get outta here!!
talk to ya soon!!
xox
Chel
sounds like things are going better than I had expected them to be going by now. You don't actually need a spanish phrase book,which I am sure Kevin cleverly divined which is why he discarded the book, because there only three important phrases that you need to know. 1)Mas cervezas por favor:More beers please. 2)Donde esta (insert your hotel here):where is my hotel 3)Soy canadiense, no americano, no roba me por favor: I am Canadian, not American, please don't rob me.
Stick to these and nothing can go wrong.
P.S. Lisa tell Kevin to man up and drink away his nausea.
Great to hear form you last night Son! It sounds like you two are having a wonderful adventure! I cannot wait for the pictures..Be safe, Keep a good eye on Kev Lisa..you know what happens when those 2.00 beers start to control him(oh, just one more)Let me know if you need the book to be sent out..Look forward to the next blog.(yes I am checking everyday) Love you both MOM xoxoxox
Great postings!! miss you, love you, can't wait to hear more. Take lots of photos so you remember, since you're drinking your way through /S. America!
Just saw your pictures for the first time they look great! Looks like the dunes are awesome..the Nazca lines must have been fantastic...Love Mom xo
Was so happy to see a new post, complete with Fantastic Photos! Sounds like a wonderful time, and you're finding unique accomodation for good prices! I'm so pleased about that. The Dunes sounded scarey but just what you love! Gave dad the blog site last night.
love you!!! Mom
Sounds like an awsome trip so far, even if lima sucked at least you'll remember it. I'm lovin watchin your beard get bigger and bigger through the pics.. A few more weeks and you will look like one of those crazy communist bastards chanting and yeling with a machine gun in the air and a bandana and aviators to match.. Have Fun and remember lisa: DO NOT LET KEVIN IN CHARGE OF PASSPORTS!
Have fun,
Jay and Nicole (Hatton)
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