Lima..city full of life and energy
Miraflora modern area, full of life, shoppers, entertaiment..one such was a dance only where the wazee were getting down, apparently thye can come without a partner and find one...talking 70+...how cool is that!!!
and Lacomer...beautiful right on the ocean, more like a pier side mall...but could be anywhere, apart from the stunning hills across
Happy people in Brocca:charming place by the ocean...where a collection of rather happy and high artists sell most beautiful jewellary...pity I didn,t get a photo, but got jewellery, a kiss and lots of attention, seein I was from Africa....sooooo far away they thought...
There is a bridge, next to the Bucca Grande statue, where your wish comes true if you can hold your breath for the lenghth of the bridge as you wish....I held my breath...
the buildings have charming wooden windows and balconies...and it not unusual to find a musician playing to group a top a hill with a wishing well
Finally tasted Pisco sour....rather strong...more like a gin...only this is made of distilled grapes...lemon, agusturo and egg white....most important mlevi was informed...you do not get a hangover....
The local beer cusceña, not to bad
After the drink in Pizza street....(and believe or not here I did see a tall Peruvian...photographic evidence to follow(PETF) once am technologiacally sorted)
my guide took me to a most charming resto....from the phallic symbols...it was clearly Inca....
The food was a lovely display and great to taste...my guide had cow heart....no bad I tasted...this is the creole/African contribution to Peruvian cuisine....the slaves could only eat the part of the animal that the masters didn´t want...guess who´s had the fun though...Now ironically,the master and tourist are paying loads to eat what was thrown to the...
Going back to the hotel, I believe this woman, and Maradonna, was either loopy, or else she rans around with her own ideas of angels...she said I was an angel, where upon she bequethed me pendants of our lady of Gaudeloupe, Rosa Maria de Lima and San Martin de Porres(first black ...Mullato saint, born in Lima)...
Talking of Mulatto..this America couple asked me if I had heard of their President....after I answered them I was from Kenya......
I could only think of one word.....duhhhhh
Bact to the stroy...I have been suspecting that Mlevi had very angelic qualities...
anyway so the lady gave me the contact of an Italian Padre in Cusco....(she saw that as a big sign...seeing am going over there kesho)
who workes with the poorest children of the 3rd world...and so will I according to Señora loopy....could this be the road to saint hood for mlevi...???
So off I went to San Domingo Church(PETF) on Sunday moring to seek inspiration...This church is the home San Martin and most magnificent
Earlier I had been propostioned by Paul Marcatney(look alike), (Juluis) Ceaser the doorman...who was ready to take me dancing...my first contact was Jesus (pronunced Hesus) and my guide was (king )Artur....
Gals what are you waiting for....plenty of action this end
Cute: the traffic lights show you how much time you have to dash or saunter across the road...neat
Confusing: The driver seat is on the left,and they drive on the left....I mean, I have no trouble crossing the street...or am I just confused......
Useless information:
You see a lot of people polishing their shoes...
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