There are times during the day and late evening when I can’t help but stare out the window. In my living
room the view is particularly captivating. Most evenings in the summer, pink tinged grey clouds float softly against the western horizon. The pale blue-green turquoise sky slowly fades to a brilliant red as the sun drops out of the sky. A couple of evenings ago the most beautiful crescent moon hung over the city in the midst of this colorful background. It’s called a wizards moon according to friends I have in the US. Just before this remarkable natural display, two small birds perched on a tree limb just outside the window and trilled a sweet melody just for me. A small moment in time created by the natural world, something to give me pause, everything was perfect.
My super groß (is that how you spell that) friend Amanda invited me over to her side of the city this past week to
visit a museum. I had been to this particular museum a couple of years ago with my friend Kathy. It’s the Museo Nacional de Archaeologico in Pueblo Libre. Unfortunately I lost all the photos from that visit so I was looking forward to going back. I grabbed my camera, an extra battery and hailed a taxi about 10am and headed over. The sun heated up the morning as the driver took me through sections of Lima I hadn’t seen before. I enjoy the taxi rides so much more when I get to see new things. Arriving, Amanda came down and we headed for the museum, a short one mile from her door to the plaza where the museum is located.
The Plaza Bolivar, which sits in front of the museum, is beautifully landscaped and contains a fountain, statuary
as well as trees and manicured lawn. I quickly snap some photos before we head in. Amanda has insisted that she treat today, saying something about bottles of wine in the past. We enter the museum and purchase our tickets, trying to get me the jubilado (retired person) discount. The girl behind the counter isn’t having anything to do with it though. “Solo Peruanos,” she says. I don’t think to pull out my carnet and show her I am a resident. The tickets are only S/.10 so we aren’t breaking the bank. For me, this is one of the best museums in Peru. The range of artifacts, paintings, statuary, and other historical objects surpasses all the others I have been to.
We pass down a corridor through a large group of students and I pull out my camera quickly
snapping photos of everything I see. It doesn’t take long for the battery on my camera to use up the little juice it has left. I reach into my pocket and pull out the other battery, glad that I remembered to get it from my camera bag. Woe is me, in my haste I have brought the extra battery for my other camera. It’s too big for this one. A small curse at my stupidity escapes my lips causing Amanda to ask me what’s wrong. There’s nothing to be done about it, these are the rechargeable type so getting new ones at the gift shop is not an option. I do finally realize that I can use the camera on my phone but after downloading them to my computer I see that most are useless.
The museum is huge with courtyards, corridors and rooms galore. It takes up a couple of hours to make it
through all the exhibits. Satisfied that we have nurtured our quest for the cultural heritage of Peru we head over to a small menú for lunch. I have the estofado de pollo with a fruit salad while Amanda opts for a sanguche de palta (avocado) with fries and a fruit salad. For a mere S/.6 each, it was filling and delicious. From the menú we walked over to the Taberna Queirolo, a historical bar and eatery a mere block from
the museum. If you like old bars which have maintained their ambiance, this is the place to hang out. Amanda ordered a bottle of wine, a nice dry red, and we spent the next couple of hours drinking and chatting the time away. Once the bottle was emptied, we headed out. Amanda back to her work on book number two and me back to my cozy desk to work on editing my first book again. It was a fantastic day. Thanks AW, I love hanging out with ya!
The writers’ group finally met again this past week. We discussed an excerpt from Katrina’s new book. I particularly loved this piece. It took me back to the days when I grew up on a farm, learned to drive a tractor,
ride a bike and got a horse for my birthday. It was a good meeting with lots of great conversation about our writing. Larry and I met again on Friday. We spent most of the time trying to figure out how to organize our days so that we could get more writing accomplished. It’s puzzling how time can evaporate so quickly. One minute you have a whole day to get things done, then before you know it, it’s bed time. Needless to say, we didn’t come up with any solutions. Not surprising since even Einstein had trouble with time. Have a great week everyone. February is almost over. March is coming and Fall is on the way for those of us in the southern hemisphere, Spring for all you northerners.
















































