Thanks for Everything, Peru

Our final day in Peru has arrived.

Sad we are to leave not only a wonderful vacation on Tropical Paradise, but more to return to our designated responsibilities. We have experienced every mode of transportation on this trip from planes to trains, from water to land- we even rode in a rickshaw! (No, Kramer was not present). Lazy days in the sun caused a tremendous sunburn, (for the white girl), and a lack of mosquito nets caused for some itchy (hopefully bot fly-less) wounds. Nevertheless, the burn will bronze and the bites will vanish, and the mere fact that I was on a beach while the home land begins to freeze wass all worth it.

We had same day fresh fish, which to say the least, was incredible. I´ve never had tuna melt in my mouth. And I thought it was fancy when canned- dolphin free, hopefully.

I think i´ve learned more ( or at least I´ll tell people I have) and decided some things:

Pisco sours, like mentioned before, are not for me. Though I may apply 90 SPF sunscreen, (all over my body, fogging my contact lenses and everything) it does not seem to matter- let´s face it, I´m white. The Yankees (of New York) do in fact, rule all. Moving to Texas may not be THAT bad. One day, perhaps soon, solid poops will reappear. Food here is wonderful, and fresh; and even though I want to eat as much of it as possible, my stomach does not enjoy when I try and do so. I can endure almost anything, I mean c´mon, I spent close to 40 hours of my life on a bus with PISS LEG.

Finally, after our (yes, cutting it close) 20 hour bus ride back to Lima, we soon too quickly board a plane to the states- just in time for Thanksgiving!

Ps, Serg shaved his chest for the beach :)

New Mexico bound, thanks for everything, Peru!