I’m going to be honest. La Paz, Bolivia was a difficult city for me to get used to, mostly due to its altitude. As the highest capital city in the world at just about 12,000 feet above sea level, it was hard to walk on even flat ground without stopping to catch my breath. Acclimatizing … Continue Reading

Yeah, I just used a redundant negative like that.  What can I say?  I’m a rebel without a cause.  Who happens to like quinoa.  A LOT. Have you met quinoa?  If not, please allow me the honor of introducing the two of you.  This, my friend, is quinoa (or quinua, in Spanish):

This funny little pattern has developed regarding my dining habits at classy restaurants here in Lima.  As I mentioned last time, I am dedicating this final Peru post to the best overall dining experiences I have had here.  Incidentally, these instances have coincided with my most ridiculous wardrobe choices, which I will recount for entertainment’s … Continue Reading

Me: Blah blah blah Lima, blah blah blah Peru, blah blah blah lemme tell you about all the food I eat. You: Please shut up. I realize that it may seem obsessive when I continuously gush about Peru, but sheesh, it’s not my fault that this country is so cool.  Last entry, we addressed the … Continue Reading

In June of 2006, I packed my bags and headed to Peru for what was supposed to be a two year stint.  Not long after my arrival, Peruvian cuisine kidnapped me and proceeded to hold me hostage for five entire years.  I have narrowly escaped her death grip more than once to flee to my … Continue Reading