Lima and Baby Alpaca Backpacking Eight Months On the Road Bus Through South America
By David Rice  
Lima, Baby Alpaca, Home
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Now I was on my way north on the east side of Peru to Quito in Ecuador but first I wanted to make a side trip to Lima. I had read in an airline magazine article on the plane from Easter Island about a store in Lima that sold baby Alpaca scarves, a wool as fine as cashmere, and I wanted to take a look.

Baby Alpaca
While on my detour to lima to shop for these baby alpaca scarves, I stayed at the Hostel Espana. I spent two days shopping and eventually bought five scarves of different colors. Eight feet long and of baby Alpaca, the finest wool you can get except for Vicuna, I couldn't resist them at $20. dollars each. I bought browns, grays, and blacks that I will use as gifts.

From Lima I headed for Quito, a straight shot, where I spent one night and then I caught a bus early the next morning for Cali in Columbia. I had at that point been on the road for three days so I stayed in Cali while resting and looking for an air flight to Panama.
On my second day in Cali, I booked a flight that took me to Bogata and then to Panama City. I had no intention of riding the sailboat back although I had liked the Island of San Blas.  At this point I was ready to go home.

From Panama I sped through Central America again and my next rest stop would be Zipolite Beach on the Pacific coast of Oaxaca, Mexico, a place where I feel at home. I reacquainted with friends at Zipolite and rested for two weeks, doing nothing much more than laying in a hammock, reading books, and recovering from eight months of travel.  

Regardless of my exhaustion after eight months of South American travel I sat in a hammock reading The Divinci Code and thinking about taking a trip to Europe to see the many churches mentioned in the book.

From Zipolite I went over Oaxaca's mountains to Oaxaca city and caught a bus back to Missouri, a nonstop 46 hour trip except for several changes of buses.  


Dawn always seems to great me in Springfield when I return form the road. A taxi picked me up and on the way to the ranch I stopped in to the grocery store and picked up coffee filters, spring water, and apples, my breakfast each morning. Finally back home after eight months on the road, I made coffee and ate apples while looking out on the rolling hills and then to my garden. Soon I would start planting cabbages, lettuce, spinach, onions, and radishes, all the while thinking of my next trip and wondering if I would ever stay put long enough to harvest what I sow.
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