I arrived in Peru in March 2010, hell-bent on hiking Machu Picchu then exploring the rest of the continent. Natural disasters, including mudslides, have a way forcing one to change those plans.  All told, I went in and out of Peru four times over a 16-month period. I hiked and surfed. I worked in a health clinic. I recovered from malaria. I went to the Amazon jungle. I spent time in the highlands.  I ate ceviche. And guinea pigs. I had an apartment four blocks from the ocean. Other than the US and Mexico, I have spent more time in Peru than any other country.

  • Remember that time I didn’t hike Machu Picchu.  So I wandered around Arequipa, visited naughty nuns, and explored Cusco.
  • I saw the world’s largest bird and hiked the world’s deepest canyon.
  • Then a series of serendipitous events occurred, and I finally got to see Machu Picchu in all its glory.
  • I, along with some friends, hosted a Halloween party and Thanksgiving dinner in the best apartment ever.
  • I explored Cajamarca, Lima, Chicalayo, and Trujillo
  • Amazonas is a unique part of Peru
  • I saw the highest navigable lake in Titicaca on my way to Bolivia
  • I went hiking in Chachapoyas and Keulap
  • I started a health clinic in a small rural area and helped some friends host an art show.
  • I explored ancient civilizations other the Incas