The first question everyone asks when I rave about the gastronomy in Peru is the inevitable "Have you tried the cuy (guinea pig)"? To avoid any suspense here, yes, of course I tried it. Since we are writing about typical foods in each country, I had to! And usually what follows is "but they are so cute-didn't you have one as a pet when you were a kid"? No, I didn't. I had a dog.
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Just another quick update. We put most of our photos from Bolivia & Peru. From BOLIVIA, you will find the photos from Lake Titicaca and La Paz (La Paz, Coroico, Copacabana & Isla del Sol), Central Highland (Cochabamba & Aiquile), the South Central (Sucre, Tarija & Rosilla) & the Southern Altiplano (Our tour to the Salar of Uyuni). And from PERU, you will find the photos from Lima, Cusco & the Sacred Valley (Cusco, Urubamba, The Salkantay Trek & Machu Picchu), the South Coast & Arequipa (Arequipa & Colca Canyon) & Lake Titicaca (LLachon). You can find all the best photos from Laurent on his Flickr gallery (Already available Uruguay, Argentina, Antarctica and Chile), the pictures from Bolivia & Peru will be available in December and January, stay tuned. You can also go and like his Facebook page L.L.P.. So if you are tired of reading, you can just look at the pictures! Click on the ‘photos’ tab and you can search by place. Enjoy!!!
We are finally getting ready to leave Bolivia after spending 3 months in this beautiful place. Sadness. We absolutely loved this country with its eclectic pace, chaotic way of doing things, drop-dead gorgeous landscapes and colorful cultures and traditions. The jungles of the Amazon rainforest mix with high altiplano lakes and flat salt plains. One minute you can be among icy cool 16,000 ft snow-capped peaks and in an hour be transported to the tropical cloudforest.
A continuation from my last post about the foods we tried while in Lima,Peru, here you will find an introduction to our first Peruvian dishes we discovered. This is only the beginning, stay tuned for more foods to come!
Of all of the foods I have eaten in the past year and of all the cities we visited in South America, one place stands alone as the shining star. Lima, Peru is without a doubt the culinary capital of this continent. It is putting not only Peru but Latin America on the map and is poised to become the next big thing in the international gastronomic world. There is a new army of chefs in the making committed to bringing the foods from Peru to the rest of the world. And the world, in return, should be very grateful.
After our rafting adventures, we flew from Rurrenabaque back to La Paz. From there, we took an awful night bus to Cochabamba. Night buses in Bolivia are disaster affairs. Okay, most buses in Bolivia are terrible but night buses are a special type of horror because the seats do not recline to beds, there is usually no bathroom and the roads in the country completely suck. This makes for little sleep with a full bladder on a bumpy road. Not very pleasant, I'm afraid.
One year ago on October 4, with much trepidation and excitement, Laurent & I landed in Buenos Aires, Argentina with just backpacks strapped to our backs containing everything we would need for the next two years. I had quit my job back in New York, sold my car and many of my possessions and had no idea what the future would hold.
The next adventure was about to begin. It started in Sucre when I met a girl who told me of a great experience she had. While in La Paz, she discovered a company called 'Deep Rainforest' who organized a 6 day tour aboard a homemade raft. Each night you would stop along the river and camp. Occasionally there would be hikes to try to spot monkeys or other wildlife. Showers consisted of plunging into crystal waterfalls, streams or for the very brave, the murky pirhana-infested, caiman-lurking waters.
If I told you there is a city that will give you a headache which causes slight dizziness, a place that leaves you (literally) gasping for air when climbing its many steps and that will also force you to risk life and limb (with said headache) running to cross its crazy streets. And in this same city you will have to be ultra-vigilant for scams aimed at tourists (yes, that means you and in this case, us!) you would probably say you would never want to visit that city.
The last day of the tour was surprisingly one of the most unspectacular, probably due in part to the large amounts of tourists that you have to face at 7 am on the small Isla de Pescado for the sunrise. This island is (unfortunately) where every tour company takes their group, so while you are all sleepy, groggy-eyed waiting for the sunrise, you have to weave through hordes of other tourists.