Day one in Lima. Part one(mostly just talking about photos)

My first day in Lima was possibly the greatest day of my entire life.  I was disconnected, connecting with people through facebook wifi in the few places that had it.  I woke up, took a cold shower(hot showers can be complicated here, but there is hot water I am just an idiot), And had my breakfast and I was off!  My host family served me a breakfast of eggs, coffee, bread and homemade juice.  Here they mix egg white with a lot of drinks and blend it, it makes a creamy, frothy drink, like an orange juliuis.  I cut the bread and made sandwiches, it was great, I wanted more but didn't want to sound greedy paying US $15 a night.

  

My last stop(sorry for being out of order, learning to work the internet), was a museum. Pedro Museo de Osma.  There was a dress gallery, which was kinda cool.  There was mostly religious paintings from when the country was under Spanish Rule, if you have questions about specific artworks(besides the silver or dresses), I took notes, just ask.  It was a very beautiful palace comound, with a guest house that would be worth millions in Los Angeles. I am guessing it was an old home during the more modern Conqueror days of Italy or Chile.

On the way home, I saw a white guy with a nice 'Wicks' Jacket.  Wicks is a really awesome brewery in my hometown, they make great beers and are known for their specialty prohibition ales.  Of course, I was intrigued, so I had to go inside.  It was a fucking English pub!  Complete with fish and chips, warm stouts and bitter ales on tap!  This was kinda amazing.  Everyone spoke English, including the customers, it was a relief from struggling with my limited Spanish, when in Lima, my English speaking friends, visit Wicks, in Barranco next to the photography museum.  I actually went to the photography museum, but there were no photos allowed, and it was a museum some famous photographer from Lima built to remember himself, it was all fashion and glamor.  Not much to be said for.

Street art is everywhere in Barranco, Lima.  A beautiful place.

Here is my host family, the Bareja family.  If you ever travel to lima, you need to come here.  Stay with them, they will take care of you.

My next post, I will tell the story first, then add more photos, as being limited to the photos I noticed kept a lot out.  Next post will be my day in Lima part 2, it will be actually filled with emotion and I will find photos to match.