My parents arrived in Peru on Sunday evening. When they heard that we would be here for the summer, they immediately booked their tickets and planned for all of us to visit Machu Picchu together. No matter where one of my siblings are, (especially if it’s an exotic location), my parents will make sure they come visit.
My sister Emi studied in Florence and Greece and lived in Hawaii for a several years. My sister Katrina is always on the go (she is coming to visit us in a few weeks) and spent 10 months traveling around the world a few years ago. My brother Eric was in Australia a couple of summers ago and is going on a safari for his honeymoon. (His fiancé, Ali who is also a world traveler, keeps him on the go!) It’s from my parents that we get our sense of wanderlust. We traveled a lot as kids and spent nearly every summer living in Finland. Sean also traveled a fair amount as a kid and spent a couple of summers living in Sweden.
Sean and I both crave that feeling of being somewhere completely different and new and feel annoyed when we think of all the places we haven’t been yet. I hope this experience in particular will enhance Sofia and Oscar’s sense of adventure and show them that there is a lot going on outside of their own physical and metaphorical backyard.
So naturally my parents were in the apartment in Lima for less than 20 minutes before Sofia came staggering out of the bedroom hair bedraggled, announcing that she had just thrown up. Oscar threw up (all over the bathroom, of course) several hours later. Who knows what caused it, but they were both so sick. When I woke up after only a few hours of sleep it was raining. What an introduction to Peru! But, after the rain cleared, we sent Nana and Pa out to lunch while we rested. By the time the sun set everyone had rallied and we were able to make our 730p.m. reservation at Astrid y Gaston. What a fantastic meal (more on that from Oscar in another post!)