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Peru - Lima Central

sunny 20 °C


So the rest of the yesterday was a little mental, I walked out of the bar, the clouds had parted, the Grey sky had gone and the sun was bright and shining away. So down to the cliffs towards the beach I walked, I stopped along the way, nipped for a quick pilsner in a sports bar - I was expecting men and sexy bar ladies, there were sexy bar ladies and men, and women too. It was ok, nothing too special in there.


I then carried along down to the cliffs, contemplated going right down to the beach side but there isn't much going on so I walked back up, jumped into a cab and went to Lima Central.

Fuck me, what a journey, it reminded me a bit of Thailand in the cities - every man for themselves, no one gives a fuck about anything, if you get in that space first then it's yours, if you are in the middle of 2 lanes the other cars have to deal with it or toot their horn constantly, I just kept laughing to myself, I quite enjoyed it. I suppose thats te sick sprt of thrillseeker i am.

As we headed towards the city center it became a lot more built up, a bit like what I was expecting Miroflores to be like, although there were still old and run down buildings at any turn. I could tell I was in an American country by the traffic police blowing their whilstle and waving their arms about directing traffic - this really confuses me, cars just end up going through red lights and listening to the traffic police, so what's the point in the traffic lights? Then again if I think about central London in rush hour maybe it would reduce congestion?


It reminded me of Rush Hour, I thought 'ooooh, it really happens' - some might call me naiive! The other surreal thing were men and women running up and down inbetween lanes on motorways, yes it was rush hour, but by no means was the traffic stand still, I feared for their lives, but found it so interesting to watch! The taxi man shouted at me in Spanish - I wondered what I had done wrong, apparently I should put my phone in my bag with the windows open - people come along and steal them. It's scary how much theft clearly happens in Peru (what I have seen of it so far) - pretty much every restaurant have clips on the chairs so you can clip your bag to it, I suppose it's like it in any city.

There are police EVERYWHERE in Miroflores, I noticed when I first got their how much I looked like a tourist with my camera out, my map and book on Peru. The 'tourist police' have spoke to me a few times and asked if I need help, then I decided everything stays in my bag until I decide I need it. Like they say - danger never takes a day off.

Anyways, back to where I was - I got dropped at Plaza San Martin where I instantly got approached by a Peruvian man, he was very nice, he helped a little with my spanish, then looked at my itinary in Peru Central and explained a bit to me, then we spoke about the English government.

Off I went on my little planned tour around Peru Central, after Plaza San Martin I headed down Jiron de la Union which is described to be a 'humble pedestrian passageway' - whoever the fuck wrote that has a different version of humble to me, instantaneously a young Peruvian bloke who spoke very good English tried to get me go and get my tattoo touched up and maybe a new one, he told me.what he does and even what block and flat he lives in, asked if I wanted to go to his rave that night, I didn't fancy that! The best way to move on was to give him my facebook details and move on. Someone offered me some drugs, didn't fancy that so just kept walking.

Pretty much every man that was near came up to me said something in Spanish, look at my knockers and gave me a cheeky wink, it just made me laugh oh and I pick up my pace sonewhat and clutched onto my bag a little bit tighter haha. It happens in Miroflores but the men don't go out their way to stop you and talk to you - it's just taxi drivers shouting and winking and men you pass say comments and a cheeky wink. I decided at this point I would just do my tour and get back to Miroflores before sun down. As soon as I put my camera away and my Peru book and walked in a 'non mess about' manner it didn't happen so much.

There were some very impressive statues and buildings I visited - Iglesia de la Merced (a beautiful Chruch), Plaza de Armas (a square where Lima was founded), La Catedral de Lima (Cathedral), Palacio del Gobierno (Palace - I missed the changing of the guards - I didn't realise this was a thing in other countries - annoyed I missed that! Neeeever mind!), Parque de la Muralla - this was my favourite part of the city, there weren't many people there, just a few locals asleep on a bench having a ciesta, a few tourists and some couples kissing - clearly somewhere you take ya date for a bit tongue. Schexy! It's called the city park where the remains of the city wall laid. What I loved about here was the view, to all the colourful buildings on a mountain in the not too far distance, I was hoping I would get to see something like this, the houses are all different colours and just cluttered together, I don't know why but I just loved the view. I had a look around the ruins which was lovely, the sun was setting in the background, where you could see the silhouettes of the palm trees. After this I headed towards Mercado Central - two blocks south of the central market - this place was right in the hustle and bustle of it all. It was fucking mental! There were stalls everywhere - you could buy anythings you fancied, childrens clothes - this seemed a bit strange but I can't quite put my finger on why, there were stalls designated to selling carrier bags, note pads, meat - which just stunk everything out - I could also smell and hear the meat being cooked by the butcher- I thought that was quite interesting, designated stalls for bras, knickers, sicks, clothes. Everything! There was even a little old lady that didn't have a stall, or a table, anything....she was just putting knickers and bras on the floor asking if I wanted to buy! Then another little old lady started throwing up, which really turned my stomach - time to move on I thought!

The last place I visited was China town, I think pretty much everywhere I have been there's been a China town! Maybe not Amsterdam actually. Pretty much everywhere though! After this I thought I would just have a little wonder and see if I could navigate myself back towards the first place I got dropped off to have cocktail in Gran Hotel Bolivar - sure enough I got lost and decided I didn't fancy a drink anyways. Jumped back in cab and went back to my town, Miroflores.

I sighed, a huge sense of relief, I was looking forward to getting back to Miroflores that I felt I knew so very well. I walked to the area where all the shutters were and sure enough, little cafe - restaurant - bars were open, they were a lot more barry and quirky.




I had a couple of Pilsners then back to the digs.

I have to say I wasn't too fussed leaving the hostel, it's my first ever hostel so the bar has been set, I don't think it's going to be hard to beat. The cab driver on the way to the airport was a legend, taught me some spanish, wrote it on his hands and I had to repeat it (yep whilst driving), told me about the different places we were driving through, the ones we would get shot if we went at night - luckily I have no need to go to these places, but appreciated the heads up.

Now I'm at the airport and have a really good feeling about Cusco. I emailed the hostel to ask how much to expect to pay for taxi, they were really helpful, said nopre than 20 sol and don't let them convince me to go to another hostel, they do that just because theyes get commission. That instantly made me feel at ease and made me think it's a going to be a good hostel. Hopefully I will be ok with the altitude, apparently some people get really sick from it. Fingers crossed thats not gunna be me!!

A film recommendedicated by my mum and dad "Out on a limb", an old film - 1987. I have watched that whilst packing my stuff away, it's about a Shirley Maclaine and her spiritual finding in Peru and aliens. Made me wonder what the fuck I may come across, little green men maybe!

Eeeeek so excited!

Adios amigos! !

Posted by gemvinny 04:13 Archived in Peru Tagged lima central miroflores

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