My travel keeps going. After witnessing the final of the World Cup in a house full of French people (depression was in the air) in the Bay Area, I flew to Lima, the 10 million people capital of Peru. Now, I write these lines from a youth hostel (I have no luxury hotel points left to redeem, like the angel) in beautiful Cuzco, and tomorrow I will visit mighty Machu Pichu.

Now the best part in Lima was not the city itself (wintertime, cold, humid,…) but meeting with friends over there. First we meet with Mario, Martha and little Paula, from the Bay Area. They drove us around, gave directions for Cuzco which we are following and brought us to the best restaurants in town (La Gloria in Lima was amazing!).

Then I organized a lunch meeting with the three admits and future classmates from Peru. I was not in admits WE, but I take advantage of every other opportunity to meet future classmates and catch up. We had a great time sharing plans, histories, motivations, goals, and tips. The only regret is that they only had two hours to meet, (they are working until the end of July) and time flew like an arrow. That is life! we still have plenty of time to catch up on London.

Tomorrow, Machu Pichu