Tag Archives: Peru

La Amazonia No Se Vende.

I blame it on the Piccadilly Line. You see, living in London makes you think that every other city’s public transportation system will move at the same speed as the unwieldy web of train lines that huffs and puffs beneath … Continue reading

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People of the Sacred Valley.

There are ladies in traditional garb sitting with their llamas and alpacas on pretty much every corner of Cusco. “Foto, señor?” they call every time they intercept a camera-toting tourist. She, however, doesn’t seem to be one of those. It’s early in … Continue reading

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To the lost city that never was: walking to Machu Picchu.

On paper, the story was engrossing, the stuff of an Indiana Jones blockbuster or of a Wilbur Smith book. Picture this: a misty morning in the Urubamba valley, deep in the Peruvian Andes. Jagged peaks covered in thick rain forest. … Continue reading

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The world from above: Amazonia

Over the years, as flying became less an event and more a frequent occurrence, my seat-choosing preferences changed, from “always window” to “you know what, I’d rather have aisle”. However, there are exceptions. There are places – Greenland, the Putorana … Continue reading

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Ultimately, the soulless won.

Music echoes from Plaza de Armas, the martial tones of a brass band blended with the cacophony of a cumbia dance. Irreverent, the noise penetrates into the cathedral, bouncing along the whitewashed arcs of the vault. Whitewashed, as was the … Continue reading

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Surfin’ LI.M.A.

If everybody had an ocean Across LI.M.A. Then everybody’d be surfin’ Like Miraf… Nah, it doesn’t rhyme. Beach boys analogies aside, Miraflores was a surprise. It was the tail end of our permanence in Peru and Miraflores provided a welcome … Continue reading

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