Author Archives: Stoo

I’ve spotted one of those open top tour buses from the window of the dirty hostel and voice my keen, but Paddy tells me to fuck off.  In fairness we’ve spent nine hours on a bus so why would we want to get on another one.  We’ve opted instead for a Lima city tour by …

Once again the Lonely Plant balls things up with some ridiculously poor information regarding our original choice of hostel.  We’ve attempted sleep while on the road with mixed results, me sparking out and Paddy managing three hours.  Regardless whether we slept or not, we were still on a bus, so not in the mood to …

I’ve had a horrible night’s sleep but desperately need to see something decent today so we set off for Chan-Chan, a huge indigenous-built mud city constructed thousands of years ago by The Chimor.  It is one of those sights you don’t forget in a hurry.  Thank goodness I’m sober enough to enjoy it. In the …

It’s a total right off.  Once again I missed my chance to both see something worthwhile and move on quickly by arriving back at the hostel at 10am this morning.  Consequently I wake when it’s dark, eat something, then return to bed for the fear to set in until around 5am Monday morning.  I’m not …

Chan-Chan is a massive archaeological site discovered not so long ago in and around Trujillo.  We don’t go there.  We sleep late and have a lazy day wandering around the city, eating some decent grub and taking a few pictures.  I manage to order some contact lenses, Paddy buys new sunglasses, we do laundry and …

According to the view from my seat, this part of Peru is flat, and by this part I mean the whole West coast as far as the eye can see.  It is a flat, dry, cracked, unforgiving landscape that would chew you up and spit you out red raw and dehydrated.  I’m happy to be …

I open my eyes to discover my face is buried in a pile of clothes.  We’re up too late to check out so we might as well stay one more night and use the day to recover and contemplate the utter idiocy that took place previously.  It’s all fun and hilarity now, with Paddy pissing …

Another mighty effort to drag ourselves up for an early bus into Peru.  As time progresses it becomes apparent that to do this at night would have been pretty damn stupid.  Although the border crossing itself is the fastest and most hassle free I’ve experienced so far, arriving in the arid town of Tumbes feels …

We have decided to head towards the West coast and cross the border from there.  With my protests falling on deaf ears, Paddy wants to hit up a beach town and perhaps try some surfing.  We’re going to head to Mancora, Peru, and probably experience something similar to San Juan Del Sur, complete with damaged …