In the first hour in Peru, the Immigration Official asked me out on a date for ceviche, which I politely declined once I had my 183 days approved on my visa, an airport official asked me to take a poll for local Peruvians, but I didn't qualify as a non-peruvian, got a ride from a taxi driver who described local flavors and bebidadas to me on the ride to the hostel.
I went out walking the few blocks to the store to purchase a lock for the hostel-didn't take Jordan's advice and grab one previous-??!!
Then in the morning-I have no timepiece-I wandered around and found a local breakfast-a papa rellena- filled potato- boiled potato with a boiled egg with delicious red and green salsa on top. Cost 1 sole.
Exchange rate $1- 2.54 soles
so less than $.50 for that.
I played in a chess tournament in the park but was not successfull in my bids to win. Good thing my nephew Jonathan downloaded chess onto my ipad so I can practice up in case another chance comes my way. Isaiac was a fun player and was curious about my crazy adventure. The most amazing thing was the homeless man who looked completely like he's slept in the park and woke up hung over, he
d play anyone who showed up opposite him and beat nearly everyone he played. These young hot shots would stride up and then play several games before accepting their humilating defeats.
I'm totally exhausted and my back is letting me know that it's time to just chill out and not go on any long sit down trips for a while. So I'll be chillin in Lima for a few days. I'm sure living with 9 million locals will be awesome.
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