Well, I´m in Puerto Chicama. They are supposed to have one of the longest waves in the world here, but the ocean has been calm the past two days -- so I´ve just been taking it easy, recovering from some moderate food poisoning obtained on a bus ride back from Mancora.
I slept a solid 18 hours yesterday, listening to gentle ocean waves crash onto the beach outside the hostel on a cliff overlooking the ocean.
I need to catch a bus back to Trujillo today, to catch another bus back to Lima tonight, to catch a 5:33am flight on Thursday.
I am ready for home. As amazing as this trip has been, I think I´ve seen one too many lonely mangy hungry beat up dogs curled up on the side of the road after a day of digging through trash piles. And I´ve had one too many ´conversations´where people just look at me funny.
And, before I sound too much like I haven´t loved this trip, I will stop typing.
It´s just been a rough past few days.
Anyway, I am off for buses to buses!
I hope everyone is well.
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