Cerro Azul

Lima just wouldn´t let me go!  I was all set to bounce down the highway Thursday morning and Lima just simply said no.  And then said no again. First, I come out to Kombi, load all my gear in and notice something is a bit off.  Round the other side of the van I go and low and behold I have a flat left front tire.  No big deal.  After an hour or so running around town to fix it I climb in start her up and go to give it a bit of gas and ¨pop¨, the throttle cable break right then and there.  Just more tests I suppose.  Tranquilo mi, tranquilo.  It was two or so in the afternoon before I finally broke free of her grasp to shoot down the coast to a sleepy little surf town by the name of Cerro Azul.  It´s only 150KM from Lima, but it may as well be Chile.  The town, people, and culture are completely different.  Right now Kombi and I are staying with a family literally 30 yards from the point break.  They have a small restaurant, cheap beer and an overhang for Kombi to sleep under.  It´s going to be tough to leave this place but the waves have kind of gone to shit and I´m itching for the road again.  I roll out tomorrow morning for a town somewhere south of Nazca.  Who knows, but the sun is out and the wind is dying, waves or no waves I´m going to paddle around and relax in the ocean.

Rolliam

Oh and if shit is misspelled or off at all you can blame it on the lack of spell check.  When I hit that button the whole page turns yellow because it´s supposed to all be in spanish.  I laughed my ass off the first time i tried it.....