Sunday, March 07, 2010

little wolves.

We spent our last week in Peru with our new friend Andres, a friend of a friend living in Piura. Marlo and I camped out on his apartment floor for a few days before the three of us headed north to Lobitos, which will henceforth be known as the world's most beautiful former military base.

This place is essentially a ghost town: Peru only opened up the land to the public a few years ago, and the army barracks facing the water became Los Muelles Surf Camp... a line of tents, hose shower, and a vast view of the ocean. We have never been so content to live in a rickety, falling apart structure.
There was something quite poetic about how surf hippies came in and filled the place with peace and love paintings and left the army slogans up as well.

What is there to do in a ghost town? We wound our way past the "NO ENTRAR: TIERRA MILITAR" sign to spend a day on the quiet beach, all alone (Andres surfed a little, but I was too intimidated by the waves). We tried to fish off the dock at 2 am with a handful of beers and a few Spanish surfers. We read surf magazines by gas lamp and ate lots of fish at the one restaurant in town.
So essentially... we fell in love with Lobitos and will probably have dreams about it for a long time to come.


Recalvo said...

Laurita Ingalls:
I like your blog!!!. keep in touch.

Kelly Anne said...

Love those pictures, Laura! Mwah!

Erica said...

I think I am going to have to steal that picture of the tents and post with the writing for something. Amazing!