l awoke at 6:30 to the sounds of birds singing and my stomach rumbling. We didn’t eat dinner the night before since out taxi got lost, leaving us at our hostel at 11:00pm.
We checked in, left our things at our room, and walked to the water. There is an indescribable feeling I get when staring into the dark abyss where the ocean meets the sky. As if melancholy and fear meet on the horizon. Oddly enough I love this feeling. Staring into the unknown while knowing you are safe at shore.
The next morning we walked along the coast and got breakfast in Miraflores. A place called Haiti, which had a large menu to choose from. I had the “Desayuno Espanola” which was a delicious frittata with onions and chorizo. I washed it down with cafe con leche which revived me with every sip.
We then headed to the airport to catch our plane to Cusco. Lima has left a good impression on me. I wish I could have spent more time exploring its streets, but more adventures await me at Machu Picchu.