Chillin Arequipa - Party Lima - Lobitos Lefts
We were all on our way back up to Lima through northern Chile and now southern Peru. At 2300m above sea level beautiful Arequipa is surrounded by mountains and volcanoes, although we couldn’t see any of this at first as we arrived in the dark and settled for an ok room that slept all 4 of us. Next day we wondered around the white city - many of Arequipa’s buildings are made of sillar, a light coloured volcanic rock abundant in the area.
We all had plans to travel to the nearby Canyon del Colca, famous for being the deepest, or 2nd deepest, in the world depending on who you talk to. Instead we were absorbed by Arequipa’s religious buildings, museums, cafes, pubs and colonial houses. ‘Relax’ is what Arequipa whispered to us…..
After a few days Julie and Genine packed up and headed for Nazca lines and a visit to Pisco. Jess and I hung around in Arequipa a little while longer and we’d all meet up in Lima. But before we left it was time to venture out into Arequipa’s pubs - this ended up in a drunken wrestle at about 1am over who was going to cook the 2 minute noodles, and then at about 4am Steve hurled all over the bed in his sleep.
Back into Lima after an all night bus and straight to hostel El Reducto where Steve left his boards nearly a month ago…..THEY’RE HERE!!!! We settle back into our hostel Inkawasi - now feeling more like a home as we keep coming back and continue to do so for the rest of our time in Peru. We plan another surf trip north while we wait for our Brazilian visas to be processed. NOTE: we were advised by several sources that you absolutely need to submit your passports to a Brazilian embassy for visa application prior to arriving to the border - well if you are crossing the border at Iguazu falls they do it on the spot. They also give out FREE yellow fever vaccinations here - we paid $120 each for these at home, and we were never checked for immunisation throughout all the border crossings which you apparently absolutely need this or you will not be let into the country.
Mum and Genine arrived all bright eyed and bushy tailed after their little side excursion which apparently included a night in some exotic resort…..Ok....But before we could blink they were gone again, after 7 wks of travelling together Jess and I stuffed them into a taxi headed for the airport - see you when we get home!!! The next day passports were signed, stamped and back in hands and we had a HUGE night out with the owners of Hostel Inkawasi in the typical shed club. The girls dominated on the dance floor, the guys dominated the beer guzzling. But the girls must have had a few beers? We had to postpone our trip north the next day because Jess immobilised herself to the couch all day with what she later described as ’nothings going to beat that hangover back in Peru…'.
Time to go north. Depart Lima 5pm - connect through Talara 7am - Lobitos 8am WOOHOOO back at Lobitos!! Steve was frothing for more desert lefts. Jess was just happy to be back in the sun, this time actually in the sun and not in bed day after day with a stomach parasite.
We stay at Jose Antonio’s surf shack and meet a bunch a cool lads from all over the world. Esteban and Juan from Argentina, Edu from Spain, and Greg from the states. All keen as for waves we were getting up at dark and coming in at dark. Jose runs a pretty tight ship and comes highly recommended and he was totally booked out for the 4th and final night. We said our goodbyes to the boys as everyone was going there seperate ways and moved directly across the road to the coolest bamboo bungalows which had an impressive top deck where you could eat the locally made cuisine.
After 4 days of surfing and exploring this isolated and desolate part of the coast we take an overnight bus south for our 2nd visit to Pacasmayo. Arriving 4am we wait an hr or so then knock on Hostel El Duke’s door - Senor Otto answers OLAH OLAH yes we are back! He invites us in and we settle into one of the many rooms this awsome surf hostel has to offer. But before Jess could fall back to sleep Steve had his wetsuit on and was tearing out the door on his way to El Faro for some leg burning lefts.
Our water proof camera became not so water proof this very day and from here to Chile we have no photographic enhancements for our stories. Pacasmayo got to about 5ft and Steve road the longest wave of his life to date, several times apparently. We bumped into a fellow Ausie, Max, who shared with us some of our final sunny moments in Peru. Our adventures in Peru were closing to an end. Adios Senor Otto, and this time we weren’t coming back. And while we waited on the main street for our bus to Lima Mr Fabio (Inkawasi) and family pulled up - aw what a shock! We were coming back to Lima for one last hooray with those guys, another big night out! But we had to say our goodbyes there and then as they were finally taking some time out of their busy lives for a holiday in Pacasmayo.
Back in Lima, and yep back to our home Hostel Inkawasi. We bump into Greg who we met up north. We followed him to another Hostel - Hitchhikers, as Inkawasi wasn’t the same without Fabio taking us surfing and out to night clubs. But nonetheless it was Independence Day in Peru, so the three of us - Jess, myself and Greg went out and celebrated with the Peruvians, whow sunrise and we were still drinking king browns…..
Greg left home for the states the next day, slightly cross eyed, we left the day after bound for Santiago Chile. We said goodbye but also said see you somewhere sometime in the future - you meet a lot of different people as you travel. Some are great for a chat and to share experiences but you know that the chances of seeing them again are slim. Then there have been others like Greg, whom you are sure will meet again one day as you wave hooray.