Amusing stop over with tongue.

Trip Start Sep 02, 2009
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Friday, October 2, 2009

So first stop in Peru. Arrived late, unfortunately after dark, which we'd been trying to avoid. However we arrived just arround the corner from the hotel we were aimed for. Cheap and cheerful, like Phil's gifts! Kidding! Anyway Chiclayo was just a stop over town really. Perfectedly nice, as you'd expect there's not a sudden massive change from Ecuador to Peru, except for the landscape on route out of the bus window. I mean in the 10hr journey, we'd gone from lush green cloud forest covered mountains, to the barren yellows and oranges of the Andes out of the window, (with some mighty high drops!!) to basically desert! 

So Chiclayo is essentially a town which you can shop, eat and mooch around but not much else. (There are some important Historical stuff, but there would be plenty more of that elsewhere in Peru). I'm sure there's over treasures if you have time to seek them out though! We had a bit of hilarity when we went out for our first lunch. There is a meal del dia or almuerzo (which is the lunch of the day) in most restaurants and is a right bargain at around 2 pound fifty for a three course meal. Well, Phil decides lets order one of each of the two options on offer and even though we're not entirely sure what one is, he'll eat which ever I don't want. Boy, did I hold him to that. The main course comes out and after staring at the unknown lump of meat in front of me I realise it's tongue! I have already been tricked into trying tongue before, as an over curious child by my amused dad, and being sick afterwards! The tongue was Phils...he did try a mouth full before making a quick exit to the bathroom. He did keep it down but no more was consumed! Bush trucker trials here we come! Another interesting conversation was over one meal, where Chief declared he was a little gay and Phil admitting he knew what he meant. After much back tracking it was decided that our men where not gay, however they're just not laddy blokes. Hhhhmmm, another white wine spritser boys!

We did try venturing out to the local beach, Pimentel, a 9km taxi ride away. A pretty non-descript long beach with a pier and many bars/restaurants along the front.It was enjoyable to have a few beers/and cocktails with a lovely view of the sea with the sunsetting over the propped up caballitos del mar boats. These are the local fishing boats which are made of local fresh water reeds. They're sort of shaped like half a banana. They are made by a load of strapped together reeds, with a hole in the middle for fishing paraphenalia and the day's catch. You can see them out beyond the breakers, which they seem to paddle through with infinite ease (and only a 20cm wide half bamboo pole for paddle). Then surf back in before luging the boat back up the beach over they're shoulder's. These things can weigh up to 250kilos wet!!

Anyway so nice evening watching the sunset, suddenly realise it's getting dark and there's not a cab in sight. Tuktuk says no way he's going all the way back to town, oh no, maybe in a situation here. However luckily there's this transport in Peru called colectivo minibuses. These are essentially a camper minibus which run up and down main routes and cram in as many, and I mean as many people as possible. In Chief's relief and hurry to get on, when enquiring as to cost, misheard the guys saying one sole each (about 25p) and offers him 10 for the four of us. As we can see Chief's bartering skills are coming on leaps and bounds, either that or his maths is shocking. Anyway out of that and back for more cocktails in town. That was pretty much it, a little whip around the market in the morning and onto Huanchaco....
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