Our first last day in Peru

After Chiclayo, we went to Piura, Peru for a day before taking a bus to Ecuador. We had heard that Piura is a boring and rather dirty city and, upon arriving at our bus station, we were ready to agree. In order to get to the (quite near) station of Transportes Loja, we had to cross a disproportionately large amount of hectic intersections filled with merchants, beggars, taxis, and a strange motercycle-taxi hybrid on three wheels (the drivers of these seemed to deem themselves not quite cars and therefore not responsible for folloing any traffic rules whatsoever).

We finally got to the bus station, checked that all limbs were accouted for, bought our tickets to Loja, Ecuador, and left our backpacks at the station to escape the area as quickly as possible.

As soon as we found an internet cafe, we looked up a map of the area and chose a destination: To the river, along it a bit, then to the city's central plaza. What a difference! Resting along the river (if you can call the trickle of water in the summer a river), we watched birds, dogs, cows, and a couple of people wander around the streams below. The main plaza was beatiful and we sat there and watched the people around us for a while before it was time to go. A note: The people here, for the most part, are ridiculously attractive. Especially the women. After a week of people watching in Peru, we can attest to the fact that not only are they gorgeous, they know it. Petty-white-woman-syndrom confuses me and I'm not sure if I should admire them or biterly envy them. Meh. I'm too lazy to figure that out, so we continue people watching. Poor, poor Jay having to suffer through such afternoons.

When it was time to go, we found Chinese food for dinner and then hopped on our bus to Loja. Ecuador, here we come!

Piura, Peru