As I mentioned in my last entry, we had that 24-hour boat ride up the Amazon where the boat broke down and we waited in the little village for 10 hours while they tried to fix it. Well the next day I realized that at some point the boat people had spilled oil all over my backpack! It got into much of my clothes and there were oil spots on just about everything. I took my clothes to the laundry but the spots were still there. The sponge-like padding of my backpack was also soaked in oil. I was so mad!
Monday night I had a bit of a frustrating moment as I realized how badly the oil was soaked into my backpack, how nearly all of my clothes were contaminated, it wasn´t washing out and I only had one day before we were leaving Iquitos. I was also frustrated about losing my camera battery charger and I was still fretting about what I would do in Lima. I was also worried because a friend of mine in Cusco was supposed to send my big suitcase with all my extra stuff and souvenirs and stuff to Lima via the bus company and then send me an email once it was sent. He was supposed to have sent it on Saturday and by Monday night I had still received no word from him. I admit that it was one of those moments when I thought to myself, is traveling really worth all this hassle? However, like most moments like that I knew that a good night´s sleep would calm me down.
So on Tuesday morning I took my bag and my clothes over to the boat agency and demanded that they do something about it. (I only had one shirt, my Sunday shirt, that wasn´t dirty.) They were good to apologize and they took my clothes and bag and washed them fairly well. By that evening I picked everything up and the backpack (which I was most worried about) was more or less oil free and most the spots in my clothes came out. So... one problem down!
Next to our hostal in Iquitos there were these boys who were always hanging around the nearby grocery store where people would park their scooters and they would "watch over them" and sometimes clean them for money. They were very friendly and would always come up to me and ask me questions about how to say something in English or what things were like in the US. They were really good kids, they never asked me for money or a handout and by the end a couple of them would follow me around town as I did my errands (going to the laundery place, going to the boat agency, etc.) It was actually kind of sad to say goodbye to them when we left Iquitos.
But leave we did on Wednesday early in the morning. We flew to Lima and there I said goodbye to Tammie and Alana as they waited for their plane and I headed off for the bus station.
Now on my own I took a taxi to the bus station. Once there, I immediately went to the cargo transport counter to see if my suitcase had indeed arrived from Cusco. To my great relief it was there! Second problem solved!
After buying a ticket for the night bus to Trujillo, Peru, I dropped my luggage off safely at the luggage guard counter and I headed off into the city. My mission: to find a charger for my camera battery.
I had found the address for a Pentax dealer in Lima, not far from the bus station, on the internet so that´s where I headed first. I found the address only to discover that it was no longer a camera store. So I headed futher into the city and after asking around a bit I was directed to a huge electronics import store. Inside I found, to my great relief, a universal battery charger! Mission accomplished.
So then I had the rest of the day to explore the capital. I refused to take anymore taxis because they´re so expensive so I would just ask people what bus to take to get to where I needed to go.
First I went to the main square which had a nice church and pretty architecture all around. There were cafes, shops and all the other things you´d expect to find in a big city center. I was actually quite surprised to find how much cleaner and more modern things were in Lima than in La Paz (the only other big city I´ve visited in Latin America.)
After exploring the city for a bit I headed back to the bus station and at 11:30 boarded the bus to Trujillo. Because it was to be a night bus and an 8 hour trip I chose to go with the best bus company in Peru. It was a very nice, double-decker bus with TVs and snack service and very comforable seats. I watched part of "Red Eye" for awhile and then fell asleep. I awoke about 7 hours later refreshed and ready to go. I got to Trujillo, found a hotel and then headed off to explore the town.
Trujillo is Peru´s third largest city and has the best preserved colonial architecture in the country. Walking around the city center almost feels like being someplace in Europe. The weather is almost perfect year-round: never too hot or too cold and it hardly ever rains (although it got hit badly by El NiƱo in the 1990´s).
After seeing a bit of the city and booking my tour of the nearby archeological sites for the next day I took a bus to the nearby beach town of Huancayo.
Huancayo is not only a famous surfing site but it is also famous for the "Reed Raft Riders" The people who lived here long before the Incas would use these special reed rafts to go out onto the ocean and fish. Today the rafts are still used for the same purpose and sit standing up along the beach.
Even though the water was cold I still couldn´t resist taking a quick dip in the ocean. In the heat of the day it felt great. After exploring the beach for a bit I went to a restaurant overlooking the ocean and ordered ceviche. Ceviche is like the national dish of Peru. It is eaten everywhere but because it is seafood... it is best on the coast. There are several variations but the ceviche I had consisted of raw fish, shrimp, squid, conch, crab, langostinos and shellfish soaked in lime juice and chilis then served with onions, sweet potato, yucca and corn. It was amazing.
The next day I met up with the tour group and we went first to the Huaca de la Luna (or Temple of the Moon.) It is located next to the Huaca del Sol (Temple of the Sun) which is currently off limits to visitors but is the largest adobe structure in the Americas. Both served as the religious and cultural centers of the Pre-Incan Moche people (they reached their height around 400-600 AD.) The ruins here were only recently discovered and excavated in the 1990´s. They are some of the most impressive ruins I´ve seen in South America. The colorful reliefs on the walls were especially neat to see.
Here I am with Huaca del Sol in the background.
Much of these sites are still being excavated to this day.
There is a special breed of hairless dog that is native to this part of Peru and was used by the ancient peoples. There were a few of them hanging around outside the ruins.
That afternoon we went to another important site near Trujillo known as Chan Chan. It is the largest city in the Americas to be made from adobe (the original city encompassed an area of 20 square kilometers.) It was built by the Chimu people who flourished here from 1100 - 1450 AD when they were taken over by the Incas. It was very interesting to see and imagine the walls at their original height of around 20 feet.
After getting back from the ruins I was tired and so I rested in the main square for a bit and watched the sunset and made out with Rosarita.
That night I boarded a bus at around 1:30 AM and headed off to Ecuador. It was an 18 hour trip! But the bus was comfortable and not very full so I got to spread out over two seats. After going through the border formalities in Ecuador we continued northward and the climate began to change from barren desert to lush tropical. We soon passed through Machala, the banana capital of the world. We didn´t stop but we passed field after field of banana trees. All the way to Guayaquil... nothing but bananas.... (insert joke using "driving" and "bananas")
Guayaquil is Ecuador´s largest city. I was actually pleasantly surprised at how modern and clean things were. On Saturday night after checking in, I went and found the nearest LDS meetinghouse. However I didn´t know what time church started. So I just took a guess that it would start at 9AM. On Sunday I went and I was right! It was a huge ward (bigger than some Salt Lake wards) and everyone was very friendly (though a little surprised to see me because Guayaquil isn´t much of a tourist city and the area I was in wasn´t touristy at all.)
After church I ate lunch and headed off to the bus terminal to buy my ticket to Quito for Monday. After that I wanted to go visit "La Malecon" a huge park/shopping area/ boardwalk/ monument along the River Guayas. However I didn´t really know how to get there so I asked someone who put directed me to a bus that he said would take me near to where I wanted to go. So I got on the bus and sitting in the back were three of the young adults who recognized me from Elders Quorum. I was lucky to run into them because they were able to show me where to get off and then they led me right to La Malecon. So they went their way and I went mine and I walked the length of it.
It was very nice and peaceful and I had some great seafood there on the waterfront.
The next day things couldn´t have gone better in getting to Quito. Across from my hostal was a taxi driver´s home and he was just getting into his car as I came over with all my stuff. We got to the terminal, I boarded my bus and we drove 8 hours (with a stop for lunch) to Quito. The drive up into the Andes was especially cool.
So that´s all for now. Stay tuned... tomorrow I leave for the Galapagos!
2 Deep thoughts:
What's Rosarita doing while you're in the Galapagos?
I just want to say a few things that I learned on my mission.
1) If you ask anyone from Quito (or any mountainous Ecuadorian town) if they have ever eaten wormy potatoes (las papas con gusanos) they will either laugh heartily or want to punch you in the face.
2) The same thing goes for those from coastal areas (like Guayaquil) of you call them monkeys (monos).
3)Ceviche is also Ecuadorian and is awesome!
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