Lima was the base for the Naj-Audrey invasion of Peru.
We were there briefly before heading to Macchu Picchu, and again upon coming back.
It was a gray city, overcast, with endless films of dust and damp salt air.
Food was tasty (grenadillas, sandwiches, jugos, and ceviche), and neighborhoods were lively.
The people added some color – in clothing, threats of robber taxis, and friendliness.
We were in the Miraflores district, where most expats live. It’s nicer and more expensive, and has a giant American mall.
The mall, while sterile, overlooks a great ocean view.