A late start of a so promised blog! From Jose. second part.

Huarmey (small beach town 300 kms north of Lima)
3 days of fishing and partying with the boys.

Tacu tacu con sudado de lenguado.
on the left of the plate a mix of beans and rice with spices
and on the right a fillet of flounder steam in herbs and lime juices.
for only 22 soles or 9 aust dollars . it just doesn't get any better.

Good fellows . Beto , Me and Pepito.

spending Christmas with My Aunty Ana Maria and Uncle Guillermo  and their family 

Beaches of Barranco and Chorrillos.  My playground when i was  a child

The arrival at Lima airport of the two gorgeous loves of my life.

 Madeline doing a prayer at St Martin de Porres tomb in Lima .  Dominican's convent.

The Dominicans monastery where St Martin de Porres spend most of his live.
What an amazing  place and the history.
was completed in the 16th century on land that was granted to the Dominicans by Pizarro, the spanish conquistador and founder of Lima.

A late start of a so promised blog! From Jose.

After a two year planning, endless talking, saving and creating we finally packed the house and everything we ever owed into a shipping container, not an easy task if you ask me. And all along thinking (are we doing the right thing). But the decision was taken and we just had to follow it.

Madeline had a farewell pool party with her school friends at the local pool and so

we said good bye to Emerald and all our friends .  Our many thanks to the Hutlys and the Whitefords for your great help and friendship.

As planned i left Emerald on my own first and headed to Sydney to spend a couple of weeks with my relatives and friends before flying off to Peru. While Louise and Madeline stayed in Emerald until  Maddie's school finished and they also headed to Sydney to hang with the relatives.

And so i went to the airport to catch a plane to Peru only to find out that it was delayed due to some mechanical bullshit from Aerolineas Argentinas . Never mind .

Eventually i arrived in Lima airport at 10:30 pm  where a couple of my old School friends were waiting for me with lots of beers at hand, could not ask for a better reception. And so the drinking started and the chatting kind of never stopped until i finally went down like a sack of potatos at about 4pm local time the next day.