Relaxing in Lima Days 518-519
Two well-needed relaxing days in Lima, including collecting another forgotten item! Doh!
We, or should I say, Tim, haven't done this for a while. But in true #grownuptravellers style, just as we arrived in our Airbnb in Lima, Tim realised that he'd left his eye medication in the hostel fridge in Paracas. Doh!
Sadly Peru-Hop couldn't help; I can understand why as they must get inundated with people forgetting things. Quick thinking I remembered that Megan and Louis, a lovely young couple from Somerset we met on the coach, were still just a few doors from our previous hostel and coming onto Lima later. Luckily I'd swapped WhatsApp details with Megan, so a message and kind souls later, the medication had been retrieved. Phew!
The rest of our day wasn't much to write home about, (apart from chatting with family): laundry, food shopping, reading, booking flights, enjoying the view from the 19th floor and much-needed rest.
Day 519 we made our way to Miraflores and gratefully met Megan and Louis putting Tim's eye-drops safely in my bag.
After a drink and lovely chat, where Tim and I talked far too much, we said our fond farewells and wandered around the nearby Kennedy Park. I had read that it is the favourite haunt for cats and it certainly is. I wonder what the history is of this place? Why so many cats? It was like having our very own Easter cat hunt.
The park and cats are very well looked after with manicured lawns, pretty flower beds, fed, watered and neutered cats. Over 100 cats have called this place home for more than 25 years. (we didn't see that many, it is at nighttime that they seem to congregate). I have read since that the church decided to use cats as the purrfect pest control; the rest is history.
We had a couple of hours before meeting Christian for lunch. Do you remember where we met him?
Our stroll continued towards the shoreline, through smart residential roads with neat hedged front gardens, modern balcony flats and paved walkways. I had read that Miraflores was overly touristy, so that's why we decided not to stay here but didn't experience this much. It seemed very pleasant.
The black stony beach was below us with a steep cliff separating us from the shoreline. It was pleasant to watch the specks of people surfing and playing in the sea... And to see Paddington Bear, well he is from Peru.
We arrived at Puerto Med, a small restaurant known for its ceviche. The owner greeted us warming and in my best Spanish asked "Una mesa para tres personas por favor", and he promptly replied, "Do you speak English?" Why do I bother?!
We arrived at Puerto Med, a small restaurant known for its ceviche. The owner greeted us warming and in my best Spanish asked "Una mesapara tres personas por favor", and he promptly replied, "Do you speak English?" Why do I bother?!
Christian arrived clutching a brown bag of dried figs from his family farm in Arequipa. We asked what his dreams are for the business. He has so many ideas, writing a book about the history of figs, developing tours around the farm, integrating some of the nearby landmarks such as ancient rock art and drawings in the earth similar to the Nazca lines. Christian is so passionate in a laid back way. A very enjoyable, relaxing time and the ceviche was delicious.