There have been so many amazing sunsets so far, and I finally captured one in time lapse:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aN8N_T6Sdg&feature=youtube_gdata_player
I also took a photosphere for you viewing pleasure which can be found here:
https://plus.google.com/photos/118350531057161466312/albums/5951374636729039137/5951374637605131554?pid=5951374637605131554&oid=118350531057161466312
My first shift behind the bar started at 7 pm after a day of chilling on the beach playing my ukulele and an hour or so out at sea on a kayak where I typically got sun burned everywhere I forgot to/ missed with sun cream, luckily not my face this time.
I quickly learned how to make a basic mojito as they seemed to be the most popular drink that night. The other volunteers were super helpful and great fun. at around 1 am a fairly large group of what I'm guessing were rich Peruvian girls arrived and they brought along with them a whole new crazy, out of control party animal vibe. Before we knew it they had gotten behind the bar and were all jumping up and down shouting "shots shots shots....." They then proceeded to climb onto the bar and dance on it nearly falling and causing all kinds of mischief. By 4am (we close at 3am fri-sat) we had to cut people off and try to start moving them towards the exits.
I was told it had not been that crazy many times since the hostel opened 3 months ago. The following night was such a contrast, where we (the staff) sat and played card games while I chose the music, everyone was gone by two and this felt like half a shift in comparison, I forgot mention that I went and chilled out and chatted for an hour in the middle.
So far I couldn't be happier here.
(Please excuse the hasty feel to this post, I had been writing it for 3 days and I managed to lose it :-( this is my best effort to recreate)
Twas November The 12th and the skies of Coventry were a brilliant blue. after a perfect send off from friends and family I began my quest for adventure and headed to Heathrow. I hopped across to Amsterdam where I was pleased to be able to leave the airport and indulge in the local culture I spent a few hours surrounded by chocolate covered waffles and strawberry haze, I then returned to the airport and boarded a plane headed for Peru where I was hit with an immediate realisation that I had forgotten my Spanish when the people sitting either side of me didn't speak any English what so ever. The journey was 12 hours 12 minutes which my tablet battery sadly couldn't survive for but KLM were a great air host and there was a wealth of entertainment at my fingertips including films, games, TV shows and music. They also brought out several meals, snacks and rounds of drinks which eliminated the need to ask for anything.
Upon arrival in the capital Lima I was swamped by taxi drivers all trying to coax me into their taxis, all in Spanish and all at full speed. After 10 minutes or so of broken Spanish, discussing safety etc and sifting through maps I made the decision to sleep in the airport and continue my journey the following day.
The next day I woke up and jumped in a taxi to one of Limas bus stations and boarded a surprisingly nice coach which included such luxuries as movies dubbed in Spanish, blueberry croissants and a nice Spanish lady who talked to me for hour despite me showing little sign of understanding.
I arrived in pisco where I jumped in a taxi with a really cool local guy from chincha who for some reason I had no trouble conversing with and we talked and laughed all the way to paracas where I quickly found the hostel where I was greeted warmly even through the reception stack were not necessarily expecting me. I was straight away shown my room and given a look around. I have taken a quick video tour which can be found here
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91OVZTIOJ04&feature=youtube_gdata_player
