Hi guys. Again, you'll have to excuse my absence. Due to financial issues and other variables out of my control I left Bolivia only a short month after arriving. It was great fun working in the adventure brew team which was a brewery/Hostel. I watched the first half of the world cup including an embarising but not unexpected performance by the English fellas. There was an annual parade where they close the main street, dance, play music and serve choripans (chorizo hot dogs) i met some cool people along the way too. I made a list of firsts and bests, some of which aren't for the faint hearted but the experiences both good and bad, must be shared.
Best rack of spareribs in my life!
First time sleeping with gloves, a hat and a bottle of boiling water
First time using a cushioned toilet seat
First time with seemingly endless daiahorea
First time in the boot of a taxi
First (and probably only) time in a "cocaine" bar
Blazing internet speeds of between 200b and 6kb/s (4 days to download GTA San Andreas)
After leaving I made my way back to the now familiar and awesome country of Peru where we arrived in Cusco and I had a amazingly warm welcome from my friends in the Cusco kokopelli. I was then hosted again by the lovely, friendly, generous and not to forget hilarious Sara Herredia (the mother of Romy). It was here that we began making plans to celebrate the beginning of my 22nd year on this rock floating through space. After being reunited with the wonderful Medora, a colleague from Paracas, we spent a few days catching up and then headed all together back to Lima but not before stopping off in Paracas on the way for a night of old time sakes and the award for the warmest welcome of all goes to Charlie(the dog)! Who jumped all over us and stayed with us all day! You've just got to love that pup. If you're reading this Charles, Good Boy!!!
Upon arrival in Lima we were greeted with warm and open arms for a second time into Chipy's house where we proceeded to celebrate my birthday. This was amazing and I couldn't have asked for anymore from these amazing people! A few days were then required for recovery and I set off on the 1,100+ Km journey north to the beach town of Máncora where I set up camp in a beautiful little campsite. I have to say this puts any campsite I've stayed in before to shame!
Sadly I've been in the country too long. This however is only from the Peruvian immigration officer's point of view and he gave me a complimentary 30 days to figure out what to do. This leaves me with two option, look for work here in Máncora and pay the 1$/day overstay cost or move on north to Ecuador.
A photoshere of the campsite can be found on my Google plus page here: https://plus.google.com/app/basic/118350531057161466312/posts?cbp=g5e4xztwd6bu&sview=11&cid=5&soc-app=115&soc-platform=1
