Went up 2 legged, returned an Octopus!!!

After Pisco sours, Cusquenas with the gals...Mlevi went off to bed oblivious of the day ahead...

At 7am, we set off with my teacher and owner of the school in a communal taxi...school owner in the boot.....LOL...(don't you just hate being the boss at times like this...??) towards Chincero..another route to the Sacred Valley..as opposed to the Sexywaman one.

45 minutes, later, we jumped into a really filthy, stinky taxi for a 20 minute ride to the start of the trek...All looked harmless and I felt relaxed and unbwogable......

I could mange a 4 hour hike..

As we started to climb, the uneasy feeling of Islas on Titicaca lake came back....I was struggling to breath, nose was out of control...and I wondered why my companions had walking sticks....When I did enquire how long the walk was.... i was in shock...9KM....of this ...

Vaya!!! Kumbe getting fit had not been in vain....the path was nicely marked at every 50 meters....that became my motivation...kept a watch of the diminishing distance...struggling 400 meters behind the other two..
The empty quite space was great...nothing, no one..just he mountains, you, your food, drink and bag...
I began to wonder which would be better....to carry 2 liter of water, half a chicken, chips and fruit in me belly or in in my bag!!!!

Just to be with your thoughts and up there and will yourself on every step was great....plus..it's one of those situations...you get in one way and must come out the other...

Finally at 11.00am, half way at 4,700M above SL... snow peaked mountains...I felt ecstatic... I could do anything...Sigona half way banda climb ...no biggie...
Mlevi celebrated by having half the chicken...

I was motivated...half way there and from here it could only be downhill, RIGHT....????

As we trekked on...I started to get a niggling in the right knee. I was offered a walking to help along...but I was of the opinion, that I was invincible...the descent was rapid the next 3km...as we picked up rivers heading to Huchuy Qosqo (small cusco) it got ever steeper..

I had not even realized that we were headed to the Sacred Valley to see pre-inka ruins..... I was now really suffering and the only way out was to opt for 3 legs.... quick lessons in walking zigzag, grip, posture (otherwise wrong result...sounds familiar from another sporting life...) and I plodded on..

I could see the ruins...just down below, but...that must have been the longest 1km of my life......

I just collapsed onto grass upon arrival

and felt soooooo....greaaaat,






but one thing worried me and seriously... we were the only ones there, save 2 care takers...these were famous pre-inka ruins...where were tourists, villagers...MOST IMPORTANT, THE TRANSPORT????....A stinky taxi was suddenly so desirable....

"where was the transport outta here?" Mlevi asked...

No one was really keen to answer, but I was vaguely informed it was below the edge of the ruins...

Not wanting to be a bad guest...Mlevi settled down to the rest of the pollo (chicken), a rest and a look around the ruins....2 skeletons were found 2 yrs ago in the ruin walls...these inka walls were esp thick...12inches...or 3 times what we see now... This discovery should have been exciting for tourists...so where were they... I was to find out later.

At 3pm... we set off after my condition was discussed...the care taker said that they have had cases of tourists unable to walk..so they offer help:
1. A small steel strecther
2. Strap the incapable tourist with a plastic sack to their back....

Wow...choices, choices....for sure not the gunia (sack) on the back of some small peruvian fellow...dignity if everything even at times like this....so I thought...
even the stretcher...ummmmh I decided to brave it....A gal must always look good, you never know who you might meet....:-)

They asked how much I weighed...decided to use my last known "light" weight....LOL... and hope to get away with it....

Finally, I got to see where the transport "below the ruins" was......!!!!! UTTER DISBELIEF!!!

SHOCK! 4km below (1and a half hour walk...if able bodied....)...

OOOOOKKKKK, let's see how far Mlevi can get.... at this point in time, I acquired another pair of limbs....making me 5 legged

This man and I clung to each other for the next one hour or so....Literally the descent was the deadliest part of all the trek

Another guy followed carrying the stretcher....in wait...another took my bag....making me an eight limbed creature... infact 9 limbed plus the stick.....

By now my camera battery had died...just like owner..so you will have to wait fro the final photos of mlevi on stretcher from companion's camera

After 1KM....image caved in to reason at a point where ...my "guy" told me that the image of Jesus's face was on the rock...right in front of us...I really tried to see it...but...failed.
I non the less decided this was the sign from divine powers above ...to get on the stretcher.....so I did...I lay there and tried to weigh nothing...cursing the chicken and chips I had earlier indulged in.... Mlevi placed her life the hands of these men, and prayed...a slip from one of them...the fall down would not be pretty...

500 meters helps in reliving pain...and so I got off and pushed on clinging to my guy...another 1km, and another stretcher ride.......and we neared the village, the bridge over Rio Wilkamayu (Urubamba) and the transport....oh transport...

When I saw the I km sign, I almost hugged the stone marker....

Wow.....!!! Had just done a 13km hike, up to 4,700m, then descended 4 km there after....

****** ******* *******
I did over hear the guys discuss my weight...and they had more or less got my "heavy" weight....right...
but they got my age wrong...by 15 yrs younger.....

Ha! Ha! Ha! not a bad deal....?

Tupac Rules

My first post in spanish...have to show my efforts so far

Yo llego a Peru hace cuatro semanas, una estoy en Lima, y ahora tres en Cusco. Le país me gusta mucho y la agente es muy sympatica, pero es muy, muy frio!!!

THE STATUE ABOVE IS IN CUSCO, TUPAC AMARU WAS A PERUVIAN HERO AND MARTYR (That how it's spelt....???)

I guess most of the readres are anglophones, so, carrying on in Spanish is no good...

So far I have done 4 weeks....wow. can't imagine that

As you can see, mlevi's is getting there... 60 hours of intensive spanish has paid off..another 60 to go

so far..it's still amazing....have been to see a place to work as a volunteer...but "no me gusta"....have to climb up a steep hill...view is great...but Mlevi thinks this is not a good option...cause

It's dark by 5.50pm and we finish at this place at 6pm..the hood is rather dodgy and do not fancy catching a mat(tico) in Peru in the dark....so drop that option

So looked at another option, and this is a gal's school, catholic....very nice and am happy to start there...Sister Esther, the in charge is great....! Seems like my destiny to hang out with nuns and Fathers..lol!!!

This last week, it' been relaxing,enjoyed street performances...plus watching the preparations for the Peruvian independence day in June.

moving domiciles this weekend.....Mlevi will be alone...in an apartment...
Being with the family was great, but I look forward to flying solo and seeing Cusco through my own eyes

Highlight of the week was the gals

teaching Mlevi how to make Pisco sour...

Mlevi thinks one subject too dark in this photo....LOL!!!

Off to some place kesho...cannot pronounce name for now...under the influence of vino blanco, cusquena beer and of course pico sour... so if this blog is incoherent....you can understand...


!!!!!VIVA MLEVI Y PERU!!!! Hasta luega

Flight From Puno

After that so very wonderful weekend on the lake, we came knack to Puno...to return to Qusco the following day...

A hot shower and bathroom were high priority before we went off to look at the shops, for dinner... and a drink

The restaurant was nice and cosy with a fire....

The pub Rock and Regea had excellent music...Mlevi has now graduated to drinking the large Cusquena...same as 2 small ones....

Getting back to the hotel, just before 9 and looking forward to 3 hours sleep...was not to be!!!
The receptionists knocked on the door to say we must leave "NOW!!!!" The protestors were gong to block the road to Cusco...so God knew when the next transport out of Puno would be...

Wow, talk of action, in 5 minutes we were outa there....and at the bus station...only to find there was no space on the tourist bus that night....after hassling (my mate did that) we got no where...tempers were flying by now..tourists were panicking

Eventually we bought a ticket on the regular bus..... The bus terminal is very well set up compared to Mlevi's Machakos bus terminal...

After the confusion of getting on the wrong bus....we set off at 10.40pm...let's just say...it was basic...the real thing....All huddled up, we roughed it until we arrived at 6.30...and thank god for that...these roads are not a joke..windy and narrow

....Went into Puno in style but literally Fled from it....

The protests are getting stronger each day... as the elections approach....this could be the reason they are intensifying..... Let's hope for the best....

Kesho it's back to class and a normal few weeks or so before
the next epic adventure to MACCHU PICHHU

World's Highest........ TITICACA LAKE

It was rally exciting to leave QUSQO (Cusco)on Friday 7.00am, headed for a 10 hour drive down to PUNO then onto the Highest navigable lake in the world....Titcaca/Titikaka....3810 metres above sea level.
Mlevi made this trip with Swiss house mate...

The Tourist bus was excellent....very comfortable...along the way, we made stops and visited places of interest....

The first stop was at an old colonial church in Andahuyhillas....the church was undergoing restoration....a very painstakingly slow process...but worth it as the art work on the walls simply should not be lost...

We then stopped by a pre-inca site(forget the name of area)..which even today looks totally untouched by the today's schinanigans...I could easily picture myself seating in the same spot 400 yrs ago..in this tranquil endroit....only then I would have been Inka...

We caught up with, and left behind, the train which shuttles from Cusco to Puno 3 times a week (10 hours ride...non stop)...Sounds like a familiar story from Mlevi's background...

Next was our lunch stop (somewhere)....this was my first contact (not on my lunch plate) with an Elpaca...hadn't even realized the animal existed...so soft and cuddly they are and sooooo cute

La Raya...the highest point between Puno and Qusqo provinces....so high it is that the mountains here have snow....amazing contrast against the yellow grass....

The last stop before Puno ws Pukkarra...The museum has interesting history of the extinct (thank god)cannibal community...that practiced human sacrifices...

The stone arrangement, for religious purposes, is very similar to that of Stonehenge in the UK, though the on in Pukkarra is at an earlier era....how uncanny..both great worshippers of the Sun, and Mother Earth but continents and eras apart.

On the roof tops, one can observe a pair of bulls, that I thought cute; these are for protection and prosperity...Many houses I notice have them.

We stayed in Puno for the night...strange town.. no real character,I struggled to get some interesting photos....
There was plenty of action from the protestors who have been blocking roads between the major cities of late...Something to do with miners not happy about the population of the environment during mining between Peru and Bolvia...not very clear to me...That Friday night, there were hundreds of them walking around Puno with their blankets ready for a cold night on the streets.....
The Police could also bee seen placed strategically...waiting...apparently these protests are not violent...

Well, we moved on to have a drink after dinner at a pub

called Deja Vu....a throw back to 400 years....the warm read vino tinto was great after a pico sour and a small Cusquena...Mlevi now really in comfort zone....Great music.

Back at the hotel...we discovered our lodgings were next to a disco.....so boom!!! boom!!It went on until 2pm....and worse for my travel mate....he had some very noisy neighbors on top of his room....1 hour, he timed....Lol

Again, I will repeat...Puno is totally uninspiring...buildings are haphazard...unfinished...something to do with not paying tax....
The ugliest town we saw though, was Julicana...just before Puno.....can't explain....but, not pleasant to the eye.
After a cup of coffee, we headed off to the jetty to catch our to the lake...we were to visit 3 islas


The first was Uros community, where the inhabitants live on artificial, floating islands made of totora reeds.

Reeds are literally life, here...they even eat them, peel like a banana..not very tasty....These islands are created, when the need arises, using reed...when the community expands....This is a community which was made landless by the Incas and so went to the water and had to survive by creating floating islands....awesome...tells you anything is possible

I think though, that today, they are mostly there for touristic reasons....and yea...they are quick to sell you stuff at very high rates....a boat ride (to nowhere) in one of their reed boats...just to get the feel, cost each one 10 soles.........ouch...to put the ouch! into perspective.....a bus ride from Puno to Cusco costs 25 soles, 8hrs compared to a 300 mtrs man powered ride....That was a scum...first class.....

Amantani Island was a 3 hour boat ride away....by now were joined to a group of American Uni students on a Geography trip...

The ride was great..sitting in the sun and experiencing being in the middle of no where.....

one of the students had a birthday...so we enjoyed a cake...cut up by my mate's swiss knife....what would we have done without that precious knife...????

Arriving on this 2nd Island...was should I say, a bit of a SHOCK.....? To get from the jetty to landing platform...was a steep, and i mean steep 100m climb....it was a sign of things to come....we were dived into families and handed over for lunch, a rest and then a climb...to the top of the hill...to see the community's religious place....The island is basic, no running water, but has solar lights...and it's FREEEEEZING at night.....Everything here is back to basics as in any rural african village...so for mlevi, the life style was not a new experience..

I could not believe how my lungs were put to the test.....half way up the house, having stopped several times, and abandoned my bag to my mate, thrown all dignity to the lake, I was very near violently demanding to return to now not so ugly Puno....the climb is steeeeeep.....I was breathing from the depth of my belly..and not to mention the butt....was seriously toned..

The climb to the top after lunch (45mins, about 1.5kms)was slightly better.... was sooooo tempted to horse ride there...but if a 71 yr old in our group could do it...surely it was matter over mind for me....so I clenched me butt, took a deep breath and focused my mind... and when I got there....the view and later the sunset were breath taking....

Later the stars at night were to behold...try to imagine the closest you can get to a star...they were brilliant, numerous...you could almost touch the Milky way....Add on to your picture a near full, perfectly silver moon....

I literally felt ON TOP OF THE WORLD....2 km above the highest navigable lake in the world....VAYA....

CLAIM TO FAME!!! FINALLY

It's not every day that is exciting...

This week was really settling down and doing all the things that people just do on a day to day basis...
Monday: Met up with some choices (at the meeting Place San Blas square) who are doing voluntary work with children in a community just outside Cusco....what struck me was how young they are.....are how not so young I am

Great place for young people to come on a gap year...some of them have been here a year....from USA, UK, Germany...lots of English speakers here and cafes run by guys from the UK....Jack's cafe, is so popular...there is a massive Q for burgers, chips...English style

Coming down from San Blas, there are so many tourists...and locals selling, and selling and selling....people walk around selling things...and anything
Was amused to see a Llama being squeezed into the streets for people to pose with...really, it's a busy little place..lots of characters around too...some who came years ago and never left...

I went into the Compania de Jesus Catherdral and had a guided tour....the alter piece in here is stunning (google it cause no photography allowed)
Some of the facts pointed out were that Cusco was destroyed by an Earthquake in 1959, and most of it had to be rebuilt..this was the second Earthquake... don't remember when the other was.

Also that the Inkas were finally suppressed in 1533 by the Spanish conquistadors...who then ruled for 400 yrs before Peru become independent haven eradicated the Inkas...who were the ruling class, and left behind the Quechuas...or commoners...today Peruvians are a mix of all these people, not forgetting the creoles from Slavery.


Signed up with the group to start this week, but they forget to pick me....so...any way was glad cause I was kinda tired; so I wandered off to the Alliance Francaise...at the reception, I found a guy who could only speak spanish....enjoyed the exhibition...on...Quechua lifestyle...Then as was leaving, stumbled into some French guys at Cafe de Paris, next to AF...one has been here 15 years.....!!!!He ain't going back...France too dangerous and not on he said...they were really cool...the other, the owner of the cafe, offered me a free coffee..it was a good one. Must go back for the pastries which which looked delicious

What they emphasized was DO NOT WEAR ANY JEWELRY THAT CAN BE SNATCHED OFF, caused it will be...finally I decided to heed this message...told to me several times...have now removed all that glitters and kept it away...

Attempted salsa classes on Tues....let's leave it at just that, "attempted"...will be back next week....

Just wondering around the city, the weather was excellent this week...even wore my sandals...but socks at hand..
Been to the clothes stores...in the high street and the local markets as well....some good stuff...there is so much selling here...food, big round breads (big as a car tyre) roast hamsters...teeth and all , ponchos, hats....kila kitu

Mlevi took clothes to be washed at the laundry...they weighed them to determine the cost ...but they didn't weigh them after washing to verify that it's the same load they took....Same logic used for checking golf clubs on arrival...but never verified at finish...
Anyway Mlevi could not figure out whether dirty clothes weigh more than clean ones ...can you?

I was curious as to why there are so few dog poohs on the street....compared to the masses of dogs hanging around......I never see anyone scoop them up as in France...any suggestions????

And I tell you this...I definitely have a status here in Cusco....I am a first for many people..... I can finally LAY MY CLAIM MY FAME
Those who do recognize Kenya, know that we have the best runners in the world....so by association i'm elevated in their eyes....
The flip side is, that I'am a target for off loading sales on...;(

Off to Lake Titicaca for weekend...after purchasing an even warmer jacket and pygamas...Lots of walking to keep me fit.
Also looking forward to the national elections..the lady candidate seems a fav...


Hasta luega and feel free to post suggestions on the comments section...

Sexy waman in the Sacred Valley

WOOOOOOW...!!!! That does not even half describe the view of the Urubamba river snaking it's way through through sacred Valley and ending up in Macchu Pichu...

It's truly stunning, totally serene and the valley looks untouched by all else that goes on above.

This was on our way to Pisaq for the afternoon...
Inka traditions are of course very present in this area..the terraced farming of potatoes and miaize

The drive down the windy roads was pretty uneventful...and Mlevi had no idea what was in store in the little town of Pisaq

Like all the towns of a certain era, the streets are narrow, but what is evident here, is the use of wood for the windows and terraces....

El mercado was really the aim...This was Mlevis' first traditional style market...although there were lots of tourists...Pisaq market had the usual colorful and exciting wares...for those from afar

After delighting our eyes and emptying our purses...Mlevi thought it a good idea to support the local muchachas

and ninos.....

who pose happily with their baby goats and new born puppies....(observe photos)for a few soles....shrewd they are....but sooooooo cute

The food market was just as exciting... full of color, noise, people....most important that the senoritas are always bonitas in their hats/sombreros....hats here are big....the heat...style...?

after gorging ourselves with giant boiled maize... which was a bit of a problem as we had packed a lovely chicken salad picnic.... we headed back
nonetheless....we bought some beer and freshly made rustic bread to go along with the meal....the Pilsner beer is a massive one......2 litters....not too much for Mlevi and the entourage though




The Picnic was on the way side before the last stop at SAQSAYWAMAN.....pronounced close to sexy woman....

At this point of Sexy womanis the Cristo Blanco....given by the Palestinians to Cusco for having welcomed them to the community....(my camera batt died....so no images....unless my mate can sambas from his lot)

If you observe the picture you will see the main Cathedral in Cusco at Placa de armas....and I discovered during my subsequent tour of the church next day, that during the inka time...there was tunnel from there up to the Saqsaywaman

...wow... maybe some Inka had a date there quite often with a SEXY WAMAN?

Apart from that, Mlevi finally had a good sample of the local pubs.... At the Leks and Mama Africa, both had great music.....and despite several Pisco sours....mlevi felt great the following day...thus proving the theory that PISCO SOUR leaves no Hang Over....

but I had not done my H/work.... but

on the other hand, I had a 15 minute conversation with the taxi driver today....and managed to ask for chewing gum...
si in spanish.....

Off for my first Salsa Class today...and booked a trip to Lake TITICACA......

the HIGHEST LAKE IN THE WORLD.......

BELLY Button of the Earth

Now that the shock of finding out that Cusco is extremely cold, and have my poncho,hot water bottle and my nose is almost dry, my first 20hours of intense spanish classes are over, I can get on with

settling down to la vida in this city embedded in mountains....right at the centre of the earth

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To keep fit, Mlevi takes a brisk half hour walk to school, and mostly a climby walk...now I know why I spent the last decade playing golf...so that I would be fit to walk around Cusco...
on the walk to school, quite often the ninos are being fed a breakfast of papes (potatoes) and quail eggs (on the street) before entering the school gates....
The matatus....and these are what kenyan mats were 10 yrs back...have chicas(chicks) for touts...and they shout and do a good job too.
Lots of traffic cops are chicas too... Must say for the amount of traffic..lots of little old cars running around, it's very well controlled... The little taxis (equivalent to piki pikis) are excellent, pick and drop you off from anywhere....transport here is very reasonable in price.

School is another story...not easy being a student again, and enduring 4 hours of intense learning from an enthusiastic teacher...and you are frozen solid..The first sentence la professora emphasized was how to buy "sanitary towels"....did not want to disappoint by telling her that was a phrase I would probably never use...

Afternoons are spent wondering around the city before lunch...prepared by my lovely hosts...the food here is fresh and my hostess cooks very well...I look forward to my lunch as this is the only proper meal, that I'm fed....good for shaking off the kilos..otherwise fresh bread, cheese, butter, fruit or soup for dinner...

I have rediscovered with delight fruits that I had long forgotten about, such as the custard apples...here they are massive....and tasty. Also enjoying a host of other new fruits

My new family is very international...at the dinner table..we move from Spanish, French, German and English...I struggle to keep up with the Spanish...but can now understand 50%, after a week or so....

Missing in the picture are my hostess, Sara...in the kitchen making fresh Star fruit juice, and Tom the swiss doctor/pilot who left at 5am for a weekend at a hot water spa....(good luck to him, cause, it's freezing there and he will be in a tent....!!!!)
In the picture at the head of table is the senora de la casa, Abel...who insists we speak Spanish at table, and Carl, the German English teacher..then there is Florita...helps with cleaning and cooking and my new best friend Chicho...barks at his own reflection from the cooker.....

Well for a typical experience, my hosts and I left in search of Padre Giovanni...the drive was scary...the common taxi...driver guy really had his foot on the accelerator....and it's all windy and hilly.....Before I left, when I joked that it would be ironic to be ran over by a mat in Peru...I now think it was a premonition....there is every chance, that it can happen...
None the less, I put my life in the driver's foot and settled back to enjoy the mountains and lagunas that we drove through....I simply basked in their beauty....
Oh! and not to miss the next sol(shilling), the taxi carries a guy in the boot...has a mattress though and open to the back seat...so not too bad...the guy just lay back and ate his banana

Padre Giovanni was away in Italy...the set up is lovely...at the foot of more mountains and lots of boys learning life skills..very organized...Chances are that if am to get involved, it will be with the muchachas...will follow up with this road to sainthood.

Coming back, I could have been easily on a bus from Kakamega to Khwisero....crowded as standing than sitting ...and you hang on to you possessions with your life....my hostess kept reminding me to hide my jewelry....yea....felt right at home....except the music was all salsa....

Finally much as it may look warm with blue skies...Cusco is in the Andean region of Peru (it snows in parts of this region) it's freezin unlike Lima which is on the Coastal region and it's warm

If ever planning a trip to Cusco...






THINK FREEEEEEEEZING.....

MLEVI MIGHT HAVE TO CHANGE THE NAME MLEVI...CAUSE HAVE NOT INDULGED IN ANY MLEVI HABITS SINCE I GOT HERE....MAYBE CHANGE TO SANTA....LOL

CHARMING CUSCO

Landing in cusco was quite dramatic.....the plane suddenly dropped into a passage between the mountains to access the airport!!! Mlevi was slightly alarmed, but as no one else reacted...well, I let it pass

Enter misinformed mlevi, with all her african summer clothes and pati patis....shock on me....Cusco is freezing cold and in full winter mode at the moment!!!

I WONDER WHERE THESE MISINFORMERS GET THEIR INFO.....Did they never wonder why people here wear ponchos.....neither did Mlevi...Now am wiser

They are now trying to misinform mlevi that coca tea which is the only remedy for an altitiude of 3400mtrs above SL is a drug that is addictive....nonsense...I'm drinking tons daily...and loving it. The altitude takes a lot of getting used to..mlevi can't stay awake in class..poooor teacher...having such a student...who also never does HW as it's too cold to keep hands out

Arriving at my new home was very happy to meet my hosts...lovely couple, great cuisine and met my new best friend..charming little fella

Accommodation is very, very simple...must add this...strange for mlevi...loo paper must never, ever be discarded in loo.....yes even after that one.......!!!! took me 3 days to accept....One thing for sure, I will come back thiner...fed only one meal a day....

Cusco town is like Zanzibar, I guess both being from ancient times...but alot more charming, rich in cultures and delights...I can fully understand why the place is teeming with tourists...lots of local people too.

The cuisine too is great, alot of natural foods, and fruits(10 times larger than what mlevi normally sees...and not GM) ....

and restaurants to serve you just about anything you may fancy.







Now full of cold and a running nose..had to go and get kitted out to survive the weather...a visit to a nearby market with my lovely hostess... was most exciting...the fabrics, colors, artifacts...where do you stop....

Well we stopped when the soles (local money) ran out and when a muchacha followed us(half an hour after purchasing at her stall...) claiming mlevi had given her a fake note...she ..followed us all round the market....Mlevi had been warned of these sly persons and refused to give in to her pleas...

Well...now that I know my way around a bit, and on the look out for problematic people, am so looking forward to my lessons and the delights of the city of Cusco..

before venturing into the jungle, Inka ruins,lakes and oh yes working with the poor children and the Italian Padre Giovanni...oh and to ride on a Llama!!!!

Pictorial Lima

Lima indeed the city of Viceroys

President of Peru lives in this hood...

Entre 3rd world set up

view from Miraflores, Happy people of Brocca and tall Peruvians

CULINARY AND MLEVI DELIGHTS...PISCO SOUR IN GLASS...LEAVES NO HANG OVER

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WILL THE REAL INK A SMILE...

AND FINALLY....GUESS WHO RULES.....!!!!????

SAINTS AND.....

CUSCO, A STROY FOR MANYNANA