Happy New Year yaalll.
Firstly, I want to acknowledge the sad loss of the original written entry for this post. Lucy lost an hour and half of her life into the unsaved regions of cyber space. After one or two swear words, she very politely asked me to "write the BEEEEPing thing, it's your turn anyway!!! BEEEEEEP. " and so i obliged.
We spent my birthday and our Christmas at home in Arequipa where we enjoyed ourselves opening a few presents, watching Home Alone 2 and cooking and eating a huge Christmas feast. I treated myself to a christmas/birthday present, a recorder (seen below) which has been a delight to both of us as I have been practicing the Harry Potter theme tune pretty much constantly ever since.
In the evening we had a group of friends over for mulled wine and a slice of my amazing nutty Italian chocolate birthday cake, made by Lucy.
Peruvians celebrate Christmas with a midnight feast on the 24th and we were invited to spend it with with the family of our spanish teachers. It was fun watching the kids ripping open their prezzies before we tucked into another massive meal. There was a strange dish of mashed sweat potato that was roasted with marshmallow and sugar, which I had only just managed to eat. yuk!
On boxing day we took a 12hr bus journey up the coast to meet with some other friends. We stumbeled into this fiesta of the virgin where we saw plenty of dancing and fireworks. Unfortunatly all the hotels in the town were booked up so we ended up with accomodation that seemed to double up as a guni pig farm. Still, after all the buzz we slept pretty well.
A photo of part of the Arequipa crew from our visit to the pre inca remains tambo colorado.
This candalabra strangly etched into the sand near Pisco is thought by some crazy yanks to be mearly a sign post for visiting UFO's pointing the direction to the Nazca lines.
Firstly, I want to acknowledge the sad loss of the original written entry for this post. Lucy lost an hour and half of her life into the unsaved regions of cyber space. After one or two swear words, she very politely asked me to "write the BEEEEPing thing, it's your turn anyway!!! BEEEEEEP. " and so i obliged.
We spent my birthday and our Christmas at home in Arequipa where we enjoyed ourselves opening a few presents, watching Home Alone 2 and cooking and eating a huge Christmas feast. I treated myself to a christmas/birthday present, a recorder (seen below) which has been a delight to both of us as I have been practicing the Harry Potter theme tune pretty much constantly ever since.
In the evening we had a group of friends over for mulled wine and a slice of my amazing nutty Italian chocolate birthday cake, made by Lucy.
Peruvians celebrate Christmas with a midnight feast on the 24th and we were invited to spend it with with the family of our spanish teachers. It was fun watching the kids ripping open their prezzies before we tucked into another massive meal. There was a strange dish of mashed sweat potato that was roasted with marshmallow and sugar, which I had only just managed to eat. yuk!
On boxing day we took a 12hr bus journey up the coast to meet with some other friends. We stumbeled into this fiesta of the virgin where we saw plenty of dancing and fireworks. Unfortunatly all the hotels in the town were booked up so we ended up with accomodation that seemed to double up as a guni pig farm. Still, after all the buzz we slept pretty well.
A photo of part of the Arequipa crew from our visit to the pre inca remains tambo colorado.
This candalabra strangly etched into the sand near Pisco is thought by some crazy yanks to be mearly a sign post for visiting UFO's pointing the direction to the Nazca lines.
The day that we went to the Ballestas islands and saw a million birds and sea lions.
Teasing some pelacans... they deserve it.
Racing in the desert.
YEEHAAAAaa. The day my life ambition was fulfilled. Driving around like a redneck in a 1950's ford pickup truck on the same day that we thumbed a lift on the Pan American highway in a fuel truck.
Living my dreams.
New Years Eve
Due to a slight cock-up involving bank holiday bus timetables we celebrated the beginning of 2011 while stranded in the a tiny fishing village surround by barren desert. We rented a room in the back of a beach shack style restaurant where we were invited to share Panaton and watch their firework/TNT display.
Finally we made it to Camina to meet with some other Peruvian friends and their family for a nice day on the beach.
YEEHAAAAaa. The day my life ambition was fulfilled. Driving around like a redneck in a 1950's ford pickup truck on the same day that we thumbed a lift on the Pan American highway in a fuel truck.
Living my dreams.
New Years Eve
Due to a slight cock-up involving bank holiday bus timetables we celebrated the beginning of 2011 while stranded in the a tiny fishing village surround by barren desert. We rented a room in the back of a beach shack style restaurant where we were invited to share Panaton and watch their firework/TNT display.
Finally we made it to Camina to meet with some other Peruvian friends and their family for a nice day on the beach.
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