Here are two of my co-workers, Tina and Laura. We took a moment to pause for photo in between dodging cyclists and skateboarders. Since it was a public holiday the place was packed.
We saw some BMX stunt bikers attempting to bounce on trees.
There were also lots of people out with their dogs. This must have been a little meet up doggie play group.
My next adventure was to Honolulu. It was kind of a bust because we were having a weather day in Dallas, so we arrived into Hawaii about four hours late and I didn't do much except go to breakfast with the crew, but it was exciting for our new hire flight attendant, Julie. She has been flying just over a year and it was her first trip to Hawaii.
I had a London trip and went and did the usual. Church and a play. I didn't take any pictures, but I did enjoy the service. It was a Eucharist service honoring St. Mathias. I then went and saw a new play that just opened called Handbagged. It is a fictional account of the weekly meetings between Queen Elizabeth and Margaret Thatcher.
The rest of the month was about Lima. I ended up doing three Lima trips in May. On the second trip. we actually got all boarded to come home and the plane broke so we got an additional day and half there before "ferrying" an empty plane home. It is so much nicer to fly home with no passengers. We all sat in Business and watched movies.
On the suggesting of my co-worker Teri, we explored the neighborhood of Barranco. It just adjacent to Miraflores right on the coast. During the turn of the century, it was a popular community for expats from the USA and Europe as well as prominent Peruvian writers, poets, and singers. Barranco means ravine in Spanish, which is indicative of the topography here.
They have random pianos placed throughout the city for people to just come up and play. Here is a cutie fine tuning her skills. She will probably be a Peruvian Mozart some day.
Here is Teri enjoying some flowers that resembled upside down tulips.
This is Chabuca Granda. She was a famous Peruvian singer and a resident of Barranco.
We discovered a great little watering hole called Javiers. My friends Patty and Teri and I sat here all afternoon into the evening sitting on a terrace overlooking the coast drinking Pisco Sours. We ended up sitting next to two Air France flight attendants and had interesting conversation about the similarities and differences between our jobs. As we were leaving, Carol, our new Air France friend told us to head to the lookout to see the illuminated cross on the mountain. You can kind of make it out in this picture.
I ended back in Lima a week later, again with Patty and Teri. My friend Donny was also on the trip. After breakfast we headed out to Miraflores to contemplate parasailing. After watching one spiral out of control, Patty and I said "hell no". We did managed to grab some nice shots including this "tourist" behind me who was snapping photos. I tried to be covert in my "selfie". He had a brave sense of fashion.
Not sure what is going on with my face here. The sun was in my eyes, but I look like I am constipated.
We decided to head back to Barranco so Donny could check it out and we wanted to go back to Javier's and enjoy the beautiful day with a Pisco Sour.
This is the Puente de los Suspiros, or Bridge of Sighs. It's one of the top ten tourist sights in Lima.
Our "usual" table at Javier's was taken (the nerve) but we did snag a pretty good table.
While we enjoyed more typical appetizers, Donny had anticuchos, a throwback to his upbringing in Bolivia. Grilled cow hearts on a stick. I think I will pass.
