Booked another night of chillen at the prisma hotel before checking in with the Norwegians at Loki hostel for Tasha's birthday the next night. Went and had an amazing hot stone Massage to reward myself after the trek. Met up with meg, Anna and Eva; the English girls I did the slat flats tour with and had a day hanging with them. Went to a museum and had a cool arvo chillen at a balcony bar with tash having beers in the sun. She was a legend! Probably coolest chick I've met on my trip.
I got smashed that night at Loki hostel with the Norwegian boys and actually passed out in the bar for about 90mins! Woke up to tash slapping me and teasing me ... Solid effort, obviously wasn't yet fully recovered from 46kms of intense climbing.
The following day we were all rattling. We chilled around cusco's main square and went on the mission to find costumes for Tash's birthday. It was a jungle theme. We had lots of ideas but were struggling for resources. Last minute decision to go as 4pack was a hit. We found different colored beanies that resembled the angry birds from the famous iPhone app. We each got a different color:
& me: yellow
We then found ponchos the same color as our beanies and our Costumes were complete. Watching dodge ball while drinking beers and hammering jaeger bombs in our room was the perfect pre match.
Our enrtrance to the party was so funny. In a line swooping our way onto the d-floor . Everyone was loving the angry macaws as we called ourselves. We all got hammered again! I was telling ppl I hadn't met before that I was also Norwegian. Stripped down to me jocks and danced on the bar. Basically lost the plot. Tash was happy with the turn out. I would be too, such a sick party! Especially given that it was abroad ! Everyone kicked onto a club called temple, which was packed and blasting sick tunes.
I managed to escape the night injury free and without offending anybody too much.
The next day cruised around town again with the boys weathered and looked into what would be my next adventure. I was wanting to leave for a jungle tour the following day but couldn't find anybody with a similar desire. The norwegians were heading the opposite direction as they'd come from Central America. I was back solo for a little while regardless of my choice.
Was taking to a few travel agents about my option for the jungle. Turned our it would be better to head north to Lima and organise from there. So I jumped on a bus 30minutes later for the long hall to Lima. Jamie had left the night before for Colombia so he was racing ahead and the Norwegians were leaving that night for tititkaka I think.
Was gonna miss the lads.
Arrived in Lima next morning. Stayed in the miraflores area in nice nice quite hostel. Went and checked out the town the following day and made my mind up to keep heading north to mancora. Was desperate for some beach time. Lima is a bit of a s*** hole. Didnt really enjoy it but then again I was on my own and didnt really know what to do. Alot of people say they love it but most say they hate it..
I was due for some down time which was probably a blessing before the carnage that would be mancora. Had no idea the crazyness that was to come!!