The White City
Trip Start Mar 12, 2012
57Trip End Jul 10, 2012
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It was bad for sooo many reasons. The guide was terrible, he could barely ride himself. We had another guy with us to look after the horses who was riding a yearling (i.e a horse too young to be ridden). We didn't have helmets and then they took me out onto a main road which was sooo busy with taxis and lorries and buses whizzing past. And my horse wasn't comfortable being there, and I had to ride it really carefully to keep it from freaking out. At least I can ride, if I was a beginner I probably would have been crying. Then we rode up a steep hill, which was paved in smooth stone, so the horses were slipping on it. I was worried my horse would go down, and take me with it. Then we just rode along a horrible dirt rode for an hour. My horse kept shying at everything and refusing to go because it was scared. The 'guide' never spoke a word, and I had to ride in front and lead the way, even though I didn't know where I was going. Then I noticed my horse had a shoe loose, which is dangerous, and I shouldn't have been riding it. And finally we were heading back, and came back to the main road. I told the guide to go ahead of me, as I didn't want to be riding in front. Then suddenly there was this loud bang like a gunshot, or a car exhaust or something, and my horse freaked out. I wasn't on the actual road yet, so calmed him down. The horse guy got off and held it till it was calmer, then sent me out onto the road. Just as I was in the middle of it, this noise went off again, and of course, the horse freaked out again, and almost went into a car. But I managed to keep it quite still, and then I got the horse guy to lead me along the road, as I wasn't going to risk it freaking out again and me getting killed!
So not very good, and frankly extremely dangerous
That evening I was supposed to get a night bus to Lima. So I had all my bags packed, and the girls at reception booked me a taxi. So I waited, and waited, and waited. The taxi never showed up. It got to the time where I was supposed to be at the bus station, and the reception girls decided to run out on the street to find me a taxi. But it was deserted. There was a big football match on, and they thought that's where all the taxi's were! I eventually told them to give up, as the bus would be leaving in a few minutes anyway. I then had to go to the bus station and try and get them to transfer my ticket to a later bus, but they wouldn't, and they wouldn't refund it either. So it was back to the hostel for another night and day, before finally getting the bus the next day.
I made it to Lima after a 17 hour bus ride. Did have 2 seats to myself till some randomer came and asked to sit down, then stayed there the entire journey, even though it wasn't his seat! Then had the cheek to give me his number and email when we got off, even though I barely spoke to him
I got to my hostel, and it was pretty rubbish. The bathroom was really dirty, but I was just glad to have a hot shower. I missed my last hostel which was lovely! Ventured down to the sea front, and went to this 'Park Amor', all designed around love, which lots of mosaics and a huge statue of a kissing couple. Hmmm, not so great when you're all alone. Looked down at the beach from the cliff top, but it looked pretty grim, so I didn't bother walking down, as I had to stuff to do instead.
And that was pretty much my experience of Lima. I flew out to San Francisco the next morning, and left Peru and South America behind. Wow, what a short but sweet part of my journey. A complete step out of my comfort zone, but well worth it. It's a really amazing place, I think everyone should go there. I saw some truly beautiful places, and met some fantastic people too. It was just brilliant. And I have to say, I'm actually pretty proud of myself. Everyone said, 'ooh, you're going to South America by yourself? Are you sure that's safe? Are you going to be able to handle it?' But I did. I didn't get mugged, attacked, rabies, lost, sick, raped, or sold to a drugs gang....I was fine! So I actually gave myself a bit of praise when I left, cause that's something I'm really proud of. Another end to another part of my journey. It's going so quickly I can hardly believe it!