Lima and Baby Alpaca Backpacking Eight Months On the Road Bus Through
By David Rice
|Lima, Baby Alpaca, Home
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Now I was on my way north on the east side of Peru to Quito in
Ecuador but first I wanted to make a side trip to Lima. I had read in
an airline magazine article on the plane from Easter Island about a
store in Lima that sold baby Alpaca scarves, a wool as fine as
cashmere, and I wanted to take a look.
While on my detour to lima to shop for these baby alpaca scarves, I
stayed at the Hostel Espana. I spent two days shopping and
eventually bought five scarves of different colors. Eight feet long
and of baby Alpaca, the finest wool you can get except for Vicuna, I
couldn't resist them at $20. dollars each. I bought browns, grays,
and blacks that I will use as gifts.
From Lima I headed for Quito, a straight shot, where I spent one
night and then I caught a bus early the next morning for Cali in
Columbia. I had at that point been on the road for three days so I
stayed in Cali while resting and looking for an air flight to Panama.
On my second day in Cali, I booked a flight that took me to Bogata
and then to Panama City. I had no intention of riding the sailboat
back although I had liked the Island of San Blas. At this point I was
ready to go home.
From Panama I sped through Central America again and my next
rest stop would be Zipolite Beach on the Pacific coast of Oaxaca,
Mexico, a place where I feel at home. I reacquainted with friends at
Zipolite and rested for two weeks, doing nothing much more than
laying in a hammock, reading books, and recovering from eight
months of travel.
Regardless of my exhaustion after eight months of South American
travel I sat in a hammock reading The Divinci Code and thinking
about taking a trip to Europe to see the many churches mentioned
in the book.
From Zipolite I went over Oaxaca's mountains to Oaxaca city and
caught a bus back to Missouri, a nonstop 46 hour trip except for
several changes of buses.
Dawn always seems to great me in Springfield when I return form
the road. A taxi picked me up and on the way to the ranch I
stopped in to the grocery store and picked up coffee filters, spring
water, and apples, my breakfast each morning. Finally back home
after eight months on the road, I made coffee and ate apples while
looking out on the rolling hills and then to my garden. Soon I would
start planting cabbages, lettuce, spinach, onions, and radishes, all
the while thinking of my next trip and wondering if I would ever stay
put long enough to harvest what I sow.