Vanessa joked with me that Lima was "mi barrio" and you know, in some ways it is. I love that city. Sitting here in Fort Lauderdale waiting for my flight back to SF, makes me realize how much I already miss it. I even feel love for the reckless taxi driving! We definitely prayed to the patron saints of Peru, San Martin and Santa Rosa in our taxi on the way to the airport after the driver slammed on the brakes, ramming us into the front seats multiple times.
I miss the beautiful artsy-ness of Barranco,with its lovers' bridge and multiple spots ideally situated for some serious PDA, Peruvian-style. You are so welcome, by ther way, for learning about PDA! I miss those bizarre art galleries with incredible and yet mildly disturbing art.
I miss playing kabu in random places and learning how to play pool using only Spanish. ¡Qúe chevere! I miss learning new words every day... "Te quiero como mierda" being a phrase of love and friendship. I miss my family and friends who are, at this point, scattered across the globe.
Most of all, I miss waking up every day without a care in the world, being able to decide what I wanted to do THAT day. And, as evidence by the fact that I only wro one blog post for my entire last week in Lima, should tell you that I was simply having too much fun to write!
Besitos,
EmBoss