All about: Cumbles

April 29. An act of conscience.
It is light and I drive alongside the Pacific coast. Am I dreaming? The road is not bad, I see palm trees and traditional huts, fisherboats, and a lot of people playing around with their motorscooters. The road goes all the way up from Lima to Cumbles near the Ecuadorian border. I had been on ...
April 28. About long busrides.
The busride from Lima to the Ecuadorian border is very long.
I get up early and say goodbye to the friendly people at my hostel. "Goodbye!" or rather, I told them "Adios!" because, of course, they speak Spanish here. What follows is a long ride through the city of Lima, ending in a bus terminal ...