Day one was mostly about jugo. Jugo in Peru is so goddamn good that when I think about it I don't know whether to wazzar (Spanish infinitive of wazz) or wind my watch. We woke up and fuimos down to this place called Sandwich.com, which is surprisingly not too bad considering that it's called "Sandwich.com". They gots good desayunos and supergood jugos. I got an orange jugo and Justin got this huge ass jugo surtido (mixed juice) that came with a little pitcher full of watermelon-pink jugo. According to Justin "it might have been the best juice I (he) ever had".
We then went to check out this massage place because Maltry's espalda was hurting cause it's a fucking mess. I remembered there was this joint off Arequipa Avenue that adverstised massages. We walked into the place a little timidly and asked about prices for massages. The girl behind the desk asked if we "just wanted a massage"... I looked at her blankly and said "umm yeah...How late are you open?" She informed me that they were open 24 hours. Sketchytown. We bounced...but we couldn't help but wonder what 30 soles really gets for a man at the 3200 block of Arequipa Ave.
We got back on the bus and I saw a sort of fight out the window. This old man threw a crazy backhanded closed-fist punch. After that, we went to find a llavero to copy some keys, and then walked down to this block full of music stores so I could buy a cheap guitar. I finally found a decent sounding one for about $50. We then realized that we hadn't jugoed up for about 4 hours, so we went across the street to the market and ordered 2 surtidos. This is backstreet, downtown Lima mind you, and we were probably the first whiteys to be in the Plaza Union market drinking surtidos for some time, but the hombre who attended our requests seemed to sense our respect for the jugo and gave us no guff.
We then went to check out this massage place because Maltry's espalda was hurting cause it's a fucking mess. I remembered there was this joint off Arequipa Avenue that adverstised massages. We walked into the place a little timidly and asked about prices for massages. The girl behind the desk asked if we "just wanted a massage"... I looked at her blankly and said "umm yeah...How late are you open?" She informed me that they were open 24 hours. Sketchytown. We bounced...but we couldn't help but wonder what 30 soles really gets for a man at the 3200 block of Arequipa Ave.
We got back on the bus and I saw a sort of fight out the window. This old man threw a crazy backhanded closed-fist punch. After that, we went to find a llavero to copy some keys, and then walked down to this block full of music stores so I could buy a cheap guitar. I finally found a decent sounding one for about $50. We then realized that we hadn't jugoed up for about 4 hours, so we went across the street to the market and ordered 2 surtidos. This is backstreet, downtown Lima mind you, and we were probably the first whiteys to be in the Plaza Union market drinking surtidos for some time, but the hombre who attended our requests seemed to sense our respect for the jugo and gave us no guff.
After taking a cab back to our apartment, we considered what we should call our blog. The front-runner was "Sexo Total!" after a movie poster we saw outside an adult movie theater downtown. We decided that might send the wrong message. "Habla..Vas?" is what the destination caller guys on the combi buses yell at you if they sense you are waffling about getting on.
We went out later and ate a big pizza that our waiter tried to steal half of. Then we paid too much for a couple of cans of Heineken, then drank some pisco concoction that got me halfway knackered. Got home around 2am.
Decent first day.
We do have some pictures coming- a little technical difficulty we'll overcome manana.
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