Given the challenging conditions faced by people across Peru – from the isolated villages of the Amazon to the unforgiving Andean highlands – it should be no surprise that people have found a way to make a living in Titicaca, the world’s highest navigable lake. Continue reading “July 16-17, 2016: At Home with Faustina”
I spent last night on the floor of Lima’s Jorge Chavez International Airport. Now that Jasmine has gone home, I’ve pretty much given up on all of those silly frills and perks that girls like, like beds or showers. Continue reading “July 15, 2016: The Lake at the Top of the World”
I’ve dreamed about seeing the Amazon since I was a boy. In the early 90s, I remember there being a great deal of talk about how quickly it was disappearing, and I remember an abiding fear that it would be gone someday soon. Let alone, that I might ever travel there myself – it seemed so inaccessible, that the best I could hope for was to read about it in books. Travel was something that other people did. Continue reading “July 12-14, 2016: Life on the River”
I am writing you from Iquitos, Peru, a muddy, rough and tumble town deep in the Amazon. I’m looking out at the river as I write this actually. It’s the closest I’ve ever felt to the end of the world… there is no road through the rainforest to this city… the only access is by river or by air, and it feels just slightly off. Like everyone is on their own. Everything is crumbling in the oppressive heat and humidity, and while it feels like anything could happen, it probably won’t, because, you know, the resigned shrug of an insignificant frontier town. Continue reading “July 11, 2016: Live from Deep in the Amazon”
The Inca aren’t gone. Continue reading “July 10, 2016: They Built Up with Their Two Hands”
The thing to do for anyone with any credibility – if you are a tourist in Peru, anyway – is to hike to Machu Picchu. Continue reading “July 6-9, 2016: The Long Hard Road to Machu Picchu”
With Jasmine laid up hard by altitude sickness this morning, I set off for the peaks overlooking Cusco. Other than a light headache, I’m feeling fine, and I’m anxious to explore the ruins of the Inca fortress of Saqsaywaman before the crowds of tourists arrive. Continue reading “July 5, 2016: Saqsaywaman, Sicky Woman, and Destroying Religions You Don’t Understand”
Lima is for lovers. Continue reading “July 4, 2016: Love and Altitude”
I love early mornings. Continue reading “July 3, 2016: Lima, History, Class, and Style”
Today was a long day of travel, from Tampa, Florida to Panama City, Panama, then on to Lima, Peru. Continue reading “July 2, 2016: The Path of the Conquistador”
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