Lima was cold and cloudy, or I was just moody- Actually I was just moody. The hostel looked like CRAP and my room was above a soup kitchen or something like that, that smelt awful. Heck what did I expect? Of course it was going to smell and be crappy for paying almost nothing for the night. For 2 days I walked around and saw the centre (Which changed my mind about it) and the cathedrals and building. It started becoming more appealing and I started liking Lima a little bit more. I’m not going to say it was one of my favourite cities but it was  cool.

The food in Lima…. To die for! I think most of my time here, I ate. 2 places in particular ( for the life of me, I can’t remember what they are called) but one was like TGIF with amazing food and a corona tipped into a margarita. The second was like hashmi. Yuuuuuummmm… I remembered my meat loving friends when eating.

My failed attempt to try leave the city one night forced me to move areas and into Milaflores. I saw a much richer side. My room was by the beach but it was still super cold.

I used my time here to just get a hold of the usual things I’d do. Eating frozen yogurt, yes they have  Tutti Fruitie here!!! Went for a manicure/pedicure and in the evenings I went to small markets.

One evening I was in the mall and I saw a small little theme park place. It was awesome. I felt like a little child and went on the rides ate cotton candy and remembered being so happy. I felt happy being in Lima, I didn’t like it at first but it brought back memories that were not from there but reminders of my younger days (not like I am super old or anything) It felt nice, and for that I am grateful that I visited this city.

All in all, I was ready for some heat/ beach/adventure and everyone told me I couldn’t leave South America without going to Colombia. My converse go back in my bag and my havaiannas are placed on my nicely pedicured feet, I took the next flight out to Cartagena where I knew I was going to be reunited with old friends.

Colombia here I commmeeeeeeeeeeee…..