Day 64: Goodbye Cusco! Today we flew to Lima for the week. We were staying in a hostel in Miraflores which is the cool/touristy neighborhood of Lima. We had a delicious early dinner before going to the MOVIES! We saw Wonka and it was even in English with Spanish subtitles that were such bad translations it was distracting or a lot of phrases mean more than one thing. We’ll never know.
Day 65: Made it to yoga again. I’ve been buying packages of classes to force myself to go but I really love exploring a new studio/city this way. We went to a cafe after - Xandy and I are reading the same book right now (City of Brass). Xandy is reading it for her part time summary gig and it’s a fantasy book so I had to hop on board. I read it in like 3 days. Then we wandered down to the beach and watched the surfers before going to a Peruvian fast food joint called la lucha sanguchierra. Had to end the night w a box of cookies - xandy thinks her sweet tooth is out of control recently.
Day 66: Yoga in the morning and a tour of Centro (downtown) Lima in the afternoon. Our tour guide was kind of crazy but super honest and nice. He told us a lot about the changes to the city after all of the protests last year and there were literally cops everywhere and a protest going on during our tour.
This area of Lima truly looks like Europe with the architecture and huuuuuge cathedrals, but it was gorgeous. We ended the tour with a pisco tasting and got suckered into buying a bottle by the hilarious salesman who taught us a bunch of fun cheers to say. One of them translated to “Jospeh (aka father of Jesus husband of Mary) had one without doing it - let us do it without having one”.
Had amazing sushi for dinner. That night was trivia at the hostel. There were almost ten teams and xandy and I were not on the same one. It came down to the our two teams end and xandy pulled it out!!!! She won us a bottle of tequila that we all shared with our new group of hostel besties and then went to a hilarious open mic night at a bar nearby.
The night ended with a local guy inviting a group of us to his apartment to see his rooftop and us going and his roommate being like you can’t come in and us leaving.
Day 67: Same old - yoga in the morning a meal w my girl and then we decided to go surfing with our favs of the hostel besties. James was 28 from France and hilarious. He is in an open relationship with a girl and they don’t follow each other on instagram. Walid is from Germany and it was his last day of his trip :( (he was my trivia partner).
This was my first time surfing and it was fucking HARD. Obviously the instructors didn’t speak English and were insane. The main guys name was “el gordo del punto roquitas” aka the fat guy of the beach and his logo was the surfs up penguin and he looked like its twin.
I managed to get up about 5 times but it was SO HARD. And the instructor kept yelling at me and smacking my legs telling me to relax in Spanish which is a little difficult when someone is hitting you and yelling at you!!!! The beach was stunning and we watched the sunset and drank the pisco we got tricked into buying.
That night we met up with the Belgians who had just made it to Lima from the Amazon.
I had my first hater of my hair - a guy in the bar came up to me and asked in Spanish why my hair was short and I replied why not and then he said “porque no me gusta” aka cause he doesn’t like it. So I flipped him off and then he said awwww did you get dumped and now you hate men and cut all your hair??? And I was like no I literally have a boyfriend and he was like ohhhh so you just come to South America and cut your hair cause you have a boyfriend. First it was bc I got dumped now it’s bc I have a boyfriend maybe I just wanted to!!! And then everyone iced him out and told me they liked my hair hahahahha.
The french boy James told me that my hand was hanging out of my bunk bed the night before and he tickled it to see if I was awake - he went to bed before me tonight and HIS hand was sticking out so I obviously got him back.
Day 67: The Belgians are a bad influence on my and I woke up so hungover but I still made it to yoga before xandy and I went on a date to an amazing sunset spot restaurant.
That night we had plans with James to go to a club bc the Belgians both had dates but ewot ended up coming to meet up with us because the girl he had been messaging told him she doesn’t speak English and he certainly doesn’t speak Spanish.
Unclear if it is the amount I’m drinking or another round of travelers diarrhea but my stomach was starting to feel WEIRD and obviously I just drank through it and ended the night with McDonalds.
Day 68: woke up so hungover wanting to die so nauseous and it was a day of diarrhea. But made it to the airport and flew to Santiago where we were supposed to meet CHRIS!!!! Unfortunately Chris’s first flight had to turn around and emergency land in Miami because of a medical thing w a passenger so he missed his connecting flight to Santiago. Luckily we had a night in Santiago and he wasn’t going to miss our next flight tomorrow morning. Xandy and I had a beautiful dinner (little caesars pizza) on our balcony and watched the sunset at 9pm (!!!!!) in Santiago. I don’t understand the time zones of South America but Santiago is somehow the west coast of South America and is two hours ahead of nyc.
Day 69: met up with Mr. Christopher Jager in the Santiago airport and flew to puerto natales! Tomorrow we start a 5 day hike of Torres Del Paine (were doing the W trek) so we’ll have a chill day of getting food/supplies for the hike and get some sleep before hiking.
Love you all!!! Not my longest blog but from my machu pichu mistakes and am gonna get the blog out on time xoxoxoxox
Don’t let the patriarchal bullshit get you down! 😀