If you think that one grain of sand is not like the other than you’re wrong. They all look alike. Man o man what a boring ride in Peru. I’m in Lima now. Wanted to work on the bike but will not. Take my changes while traveling. The coast of Peru is all desert for 2000 k’s. I did not know that. Thought this was an exotic and cheap destination, but not today. Probably tomorrow I’ll leave Lima. I have to wade another 700 k’s through this dry shit and than I’ll take a left into the mountains to Cusco, lago Ticicaca. Love the mountains. It’s fresh and there’s lot to see. Well, at least a lot more than this fucking sandbox. People actually live here.
While traveling I spent a lot of time in little villages but not here in Peru. What sadness. Peruvians are cool people though, very friendly indeed (This guy insisted to polish the leather jacket). So that’s not the problem. Are we complaining here? No we don’t. Love the travels. As you noticed I hardly touched the bike while I was with Maria in Ecuador. And then you take off and find yourself in this desert. It goes with the travels, these unexpected things. Traveling is not always fun, but at least it’s always different. The exhaust system is about to die. Have to find a welder and that’s not so easy. Not that they live here in the Stone Age or something, but it’s pretty damn close. So I sat on my Guzzi for six days in a row. I sit on the Guzzi not in; so I catch a lot wind, especially with the wide handlebars. It’s a good work out. Feel strong again.
Something else, for two years now I managed to stay out of trouble and that for a man who’s looking for trouble. The only bad thing that happened was in Quito when some Colombians stole my computer. For the rest I’m clean. I travel with a smile, always talk to the people. And they like that whether you’re in Colombia, Mexico or Guatemala. With the locals I had not one single problem. Travelers warned me about the police in Peru, cops and robbers in one. Every motorcycle traveler has to bargain with these people who are always looking for money. I had seen loads of policia tránsito and they never stopped me. Yesterday they finally did. I prepared myself because I was sure they were looking for money. So the first thing you do is to say how lovely the countryside is and all and that the Peruvian girls are the most beautiful in the world and that Farfan (Peruvian soccer player who plays in the Netherlands) is the best of them all. And then they get a little confused, no lie. We left as the best friends in the world, banging eachother on the shoulders. Funny, how things work out for me. People in Holland think I’m lucky all the time with the bike and the nice women I meet from time to time and how I manage to stay out of trouble. I know better, I’m blessed. Yeah man, have a nice day yourself.