Published at November 30, 2005
in travel.
There is something funny about watching The Simpsons in Spanish. You can still name the episode within 5 seconds, and you wonder to yourself, “What will the guy in the bee costume sound like?”
Landed safely in Lima on Tuesday morning right on time, at 6:30am. The airport is in a poor part of the city, so the landing was interesting. It comes in over all these poor homes, that look like run down homes where no one lives, but then you see people. The flight was fine, I had two seats to myself on the window. Still didn’t help with sleeping, because their was some turbulence on the flight, and I finery difficult to sleep in a basically sitting position. My ride was at the airport, and I met this guy Alexi from Ottawa on the plane/at the baggage claim. He didn’t have a hostel in mind, so we shared my taxi. $6US each. A good price. Took almost an hour to clear customs, and we were the only flight. Continue reading ‘Lima Days’
Published at November 28, 2005
in travel.
Just a last minute post to fill the gap between completing my packing, and going to the airport. Some things I’ve learned and noticed from this experience. Toiletries take up way to much room. If it wasn’t for soap, contact solution, contact case, extra contacts, toothbrush, and deodorant I’d have so much room in my bag. But alas, I do want to be able to see, and I would like to remain relatively clean.
Zip lock bags can be used for anything. I learned this fact in University, and have successfully exploited it for travel. Want to take those rechargeable batteries? Throw them in a zip-lock. Want to keep the dead ones separate from the charged ones? Two separate bags. Want to keep your pens and pencils together, but couldn’t for the life of you find the pencil case you had circa 1992 — that’s right, put it in a zip-lock. Want to keep that shampoo from leaking all over your stuff? Bingo, zip-lock. The list goes on and on.
Some more last minute info for those reading this between Monday night and Tuesday morning. I’m on Air Canada Flight 80, from Toronto to Lima. A quick google search will reveal many websites that allow you to follow — in real time — the path of my flight. I fly out at 22:30. Here is one suggestion, Flightview.
Lastly, I have elected to stay at a hostel once I reach Lima. Have met some great people via couchsurfing.com, who have been invaluable in getting me up to speed on Peru. If you are ever thinking of traveling, use this website. Anyway, I picked this really cool looking place that is in Barranco. It’s called The Point. Barranco is the bohemian area of Lima. The Point over looks the Pacific Ocean, and seems to have a pretty cool atmosphere.
So, everyone.
Keep it real in my absence (we all know it doesn’t keep real on its own). Drop me a line, and feel free to leave comments here.
Published at November 20, 2005
in travel.
So, I’m going to Peru. 10º00´ S, 76º00´ W.
I’m flying into Lima (76º50´W) virtually due south of Kingston (76º30´W) and 8h from Toronto as the Boeing 767-300 flies. Don’t even get me started on the fact that if falls within the same time zone as Ontario. Hardly seems worth flying anywhere unless you get to change your watch and mess with space time if you ask me. But the ticket is bought, and the trip is set, so I’ll have to live with this minor injustice. It appears that while I’m in the country I’ll be enjoying 5:40ish am sunrises and 6:30ish sunsets. Their relative position to the equator compared to Ontario stabilizes their hours of daylight. 12h daylight, 12h moonlight. Much different from the 16h or so of daylight we get here in the summer. Mental note, talk to someone about changing the effects of the tilt of the earth.
So, Peru. Why Peru? Continue reading ‘One Month In Peru’
So the concert streak continues, while my lack of commenting diminishes. I find it hard at time to collect my thoughts on these shows in a timely manner. So I’ve decided to go with short and sweet.
Saw The Constantines last week. Great show. It was a toss up between checking out Super Furry Animals, and The Constantines. I felt the need to rock out, so The Constantines won. What a show. Any show that begins with 6 drummers and 4 guys on guitar, and ends with a member of the band bleeding from a head wound as got to be a great rock show. Intermix an opening band with a keyboardist drinking from a bottle of Baby Duck, 3 hardcore fans, as well as a tambourine section in the audience, and you may begin to fathom the experience. Great concert, great music. A definite band to check out live if you ever have the chance. Continue reading ‘The Constantines, Joel Plaskett And Kathleen Edwards — Music To The Ears’
Overheard Conversations
It’s funny when you are walking into a Best Buy on a Thursday afternoon to buy a new portable HDD, and two guys behind you are talking about their favourite episode of Star Trek: TNG. You try not to listen — but always do — and it turns out the episode is also one of your favourite episodes. You know, the one where Picard gets taken down to the planet with the other captain that only speaks in metaphors? That was a good one. The other really good one was when Picard got zapped with the beam, and lived the entire life of another man on an alien planet.
Just smirk, and keep on walking.