Lake Chinancocha, Huascaran National Park. Huaraz, Peru.
First lake of many in the Cordillera Blanca. We live in a truly stunning world.
“Dude, we have to go to la farmacia. Seriously, I don’t know what this is, but we HAVE to go.”
“Look at my stomach! It’s HUGE. I feel like someone is pumping air in there faster than I can rid of it.” (BBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLPPPT! Baloo rips a huge fart.)
[Baloo and Mowgli enter the pharmacy, and begin trying to explain in spanish just how uncomfortable sulfurous burps and endless diarhea can be. Illustrative and unintentionally offensive hand motions abound. They purchase something that may or may not help, and walk back onto the street.]
“Man, you really couldn’t wait to fart until after we got out of the pharmacy? That was gross! Those poor ladies. Come on man. Rude!”
“Um, dude… That was a burp.”
Let’s try this again! Back on January 23rd, Dan and I landed in Lima, Peru, with the goal of backpacking our way all the way north to Boston. Pretty awesome plan, right? Yeah, we thought so too. Now, over 2 months later, after tons of traveling, sightseeing, friend-making and ridiculous experiences, we find ourselves… back in Lima, Peru. So, with a bus booked for tonight heading north (yes, we are actually going north this time), we are finally back on track. Let the games begin (again), heyo!
Down and Dirty! After being productive with spanish class and bartending, we decided to get back to being touristy for a morning. A whole pack of us did an ATV tour in the Andes, and it was nothing short of a blast. We bombed around dirty puddle ridden roads and rolling andean fields for about 4 hours, getting coated and caked in mud and catching air, both intentionally and… unintentionally. (I might have some scars to show for the latter!)