“You say you’re a writer,” a rude Colombian once sniffed at me. “But you never write anything.” Hmmph. I rarely claim to be a writer and anyway, sometimes you’re too busy living life to describe it – does that explain my mere two entries on Peru? I may have fallen in love with this country, […]
December 22, 2010
Life wasn’t all bliss in Lima. I had a lovely final morning – hunting for ‘conqueror’ Francisco Pizarro’s statue (it’s been relegated to a lonely park corner) and later examining his now empty coffin in the cathedral. I went to the bullring too and the adjacent bullfighting museum, because although the sport is bloody and […]
December 22, 2010
I love cities. I bloody, bloody love them. I arrived in Lima at 8am. It was a gloriously sunny day. My hostel – Hotel Espana – was one of the most charming places I’ve ever stayed. It was three storeys of curiosities, packed with huge pre-Raphaelite paintings and faux Roman classical sculpture, culminating in a […]
December 19, 2010
“I’m sorry. I marry an old man for money, but, it’s better I marry a young man?” I slowly repeated my schoolgirl Spanish as I craned forward and stared intently at the cards fanned across the pavement. “No. Listen one more time,” Julio replied impatiently. “You marry an old man. But he doesn’t function in […]
December 16, 2010
You should never judge a book by its cover. But you should always judge a country by its customs. Some of you may remember that when I arrived in Bogota – ready to transfer to Cartagena for my ‘two week’ Colombian holiday – the immigration official wanted my height as well as my telephone number […]
January 14, 2011
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