Since leaving South East Asia at the beginning of November, we have traveled non-stop. While in route to South America, Anthony spent a week in New York celebrating a close friend's wedding. On the other side of the country, I surprised my sister to help her shop for a wedding dress in California. I also made a short trip to Denver to see family and friends. Our time back in the U.S., while unplanned, was really great. We managed to see a lot of people we love, eat (many) burritos at Chipotle, and re-pack our bags for the second leg of the trip. We have now landed in our new, temporary home, Medellín, Colombia. Here, we have a small one-bedroom apartment complete with a kitchen (!!!), washer, and balcony. We are taking four weeks of Spanish courses and are already making a lot of new friends from all around the world. We have also found a church and, just yesterday, we took our first salsa lesson.
Medellín is where we plan to spend Christmas and possibly ring in the New Year. The city is one of the Top 10 Places to See Christmas Lights and we are quickly falling in love with the kind people and perfect weather (we are averaging low 80s). Our Spanish continues to improve since almost no one here speaks any English.
Aside from Medellín, we have visited one other city since heading south. Last weekend we took a short trip to Lima, Peru for a belated 25th birthday gift from Anthony to me.
We LOVED Lima. We were only there for a three-day weekend (crazy, I know!) because, back in September, Anthony bought me tickets to the Mega Estrellas Latinas concert featuring Enrique Iglesias, Pitbull, Prince Royce, and J Balvin. I am sort of secretly obsessed with Pitbull and only wanted to see him live in Latin America, so this was the perfect birthday gift.
We spent the weekend strolling the streets of Lima, admiring all the gorgeous houses and the towering cactuses (or cacti). The weather was like Santa Cruz and the smell of the Pacific Ocean brought us both back to our roots. We ate like royalty, as the Peruvian cuisine is insanely good. And we, of course, had cebiche.
The concert was held in the Estadio Nacional - the stadium for the national fútbol team. We arrived at five in the evening and found our seats, only a few rows from the stage. We ate chorizo sandwiches for dinner and made friends with the people around us. We practiced our Spanish as they told us stories about Peru.
The concert began at seven, just after dark, and it didn't finish until four in the morning. The night was crazy, fun, insane, exhausting, and more. We all danced. We stood on our plastic lawn chairs and sang out loud in Spanish. We threw back cervezas and took naps in between sets. Just after four, everyone shuffled out of the stadium and into the surrounding parks to continue the festivities. We grabbed a taxi back to our hotel to pack before an early flight.
Peru, I hope we see you again soon.