El país que me vio nacer!
While I was still in high school, I would go back to Perú every summer break to visit my family. After I started college, it became harder to travel (since after graduating, I had to start #adulting and pay for my own plane tickets... thanks mom).
Then, wanting to explore other places became my priority and visiting Perú wasn't at the top of my list anymore (I know, shame on me).
After 13 years, I finally went back. There was a lot that had changed, but all the familiarity rushed back the minute I set foot at Jorge Chavez (the airport in Lima).
On a Sunday, we took a ride to Centro Histórico de Lima, which is where most of the oldest architecture (Colonial) still lives.
By chance, we passed by the Casa O'Higgins cultural center and saw they were having an awesome exhibit called "Vestida para Danzar" (Dressed to Dance). This gallery was showing the traditional outfits from the different Peruvian cities.
We celebrated my aunt's birthday while we were there; it was a great night full of laughter and reminiscing. Until I woke up the next morning nauseous asf because I had eaten pretty much everything and anything that came my way the day before.
After this, we were off to Cusco for 3 days.