Tribute to Mario

I messed up a few posts ago and it NEEDS to be corrected!.  Mario, Amys novio, has been so much help to us on this first stretch of our trip´.  We are staying with his friends mom whom he put us in contact with and he also informed his friends that we would be in town so we would have people to show us around and help us out if needed.  We really appreciate everything he has done to help us out, it is really nice to have friends when you are in a strange city..or in our case an entire country lol.  So anyway thank you so much Mario you have been wonderful.!
O! anddd when the airlines screwed us over major he also called a friend in Ft. Lauderdale who hung out with us and gave us a lift back to the airport.
love-Caity

About the Ocean

Hey look, the other member of this blog lives! While Caity was surfing, I was having some deep thoughts (at a really cool restaurant on the pier) that I wanted to share. I was into the beginning of a Hemingway and mostly through my second mimosa, looking out at a fisherman at his work. I was worried about him: what if he got pushed too far out to sea? Well, he would make his way back. What if a unexpected wave overturned his boat? Well, so he would turn the boat back over. Even at that moment a large wave was in front of him and one was behind him and I couldnt even see the boat he was in. Would I have preferred a more tranquil sea? Would that set my mind at ease? You know what, it doesnt matter what sort of sea I would prefer...nobody asked me! It is pointless to try to force the sea to conform to my fears. It is not to my will that the sea rolls. It just is. I will have peace with the sea when I submit myself to nature and not the other way around. How frustrating that is, anyways, for me. I didnt grow up around the ocean, I went surfing for the first time the other day, and I dont feel afraid like I did. So the ocean waves are powerful...they will not overtake me. So the sea is deep...I can swim. I dont want the constant rolling and crashing to stop or calm down or give me a second of stillness to catch my breath...I want to learn how to accept what it is and be in the flow of it.

Lessons Learned while in Lima

1. Chife in South America is delicious going in..not so delicious digesting and going out.
2. If you think you are safe to cross the road look again because you are not.
3.Short buses (tin can on wheels) are safer than they look..Big commercial buses are not as safe as they look.
4. Always invite little homeless kids to share your dinner, they are great company.
5. Surfing is a great ab work out.
6. Street vendors have the best food...well its the cheapest at least.
7. Do not cheap out!  Its expensive here but buy sunscreen!!
8. Learn to whistle..its the only way to get anyones attention.
9. People from Lima are not called Lemons.
10. Do not take the bus during rush hour.
11. The best way to experience this city is to walk around. 
12. The locals are very friendly and helpful.
13. Peruvian coke is most certainly made with cocaine.
14. If you are here long enough you WILL become addicted to soap operas and coca coal so dont fight it.
15. To many exhaust fumes in one city will causes cancer and smog!

*All is well!  I am going to start posting on Sundays only so we arent constantly coming down to the internet cafe.  Good news: Amy and I are pretty darn good surfers.  Bad news: We saw a lady crossing the road get hit by a motorcycle  yikes! (she was ok)
Sorry no pictures until we get to our hostel in Cusco.  We leave Lima on Sunday and decided to take a bus to Cusco..its highly recommended.  Apparently people fancy driving through the Andes Mountains..who knew_ lol