Feeding the masses? Image: Camden Luxford Mistura, 2011 is over. I went twice. Twice I fought the crowds outside to buy my last minute tickets at S/.25-30 (instead of the ticket office price of S/.20). Twice I elbowed my way through the hordes to line up for delicious ceviches, anticuchos, and chicharrones, along with twists [...]
Mistura. I’ve had far too many beers and Pisco Sours, and way too much good food to really express in words how awesome today was. So I’m going to leave you with some photos, and head on out to celebrate a great day of over-indulgence with, you guessed it, yet more over-indulgence. The actual blog [...]
Last night I realised how far I’ve come. I arrived in Cusco almost 10 months ago, backpack on my back, sweaty and dusty, with just enough Spanish to chat up boys in bars and negotiate taxi fares. Every night was a party. I would walk home through the Plaza de Armas at 6 o’clock in [...]
The third Lonely Planet Blogsherpa Blog Carnival has just gone live over at Orange Polka Dot. I didn’t manage to find the time to participate this time around, but Jennifer’s done a great job of putting it together and it’s a lovely little collection of stories so be sure to check them out. Although I [...]
I’m feeling rather foodie at the moment. I’m still salivating after writing my homage to Peruvian cuisine, and I’m starting to tool around with ideas for a submission to Lonely Planet’s latest anthology, A Moveable Feast (wish me luck!). So partly because I have food on the mind at the moment, and partly because I’m [...]
I’m an absolute slave to my stomach. I think I’ve mentioned before that I went to Marseille based only on a hankering for bouillabaisse and my travels have tended to be excessively food-oriented. France – and more specifically Bourgogne, a little taste of game and Pinot Noir flavoured heaven. Italy, Morocco and Thailand – ’nuff [...]
Last time I was in Lima I was a broken, battered shell of my former self after a breakneck dash through Guatemala, Panama and Colombia with Sara. We were disgustingly lazy; took in several lovely restaurants and bars, had some great parties and took a few walks about Miraflores and downtown. I left Lima having [...]
After the charmless centre of Piura arriving in Trujillo was something of a blessing. None too attractive in the outer urban sprawl, it does however feature a graceful and welcoming Plaza de Armas and some delightfully colonial boulevards spreading out in all directions. I arrived at the crack of dawn, so enjoyed the streets practically [...]
and yes, meeting up for a drink would be awesome! And I know!! I’m such a...
