Right after becoming homeless this morning for the few hours between check-out at the hostel and check-in at my new home I got a phone call from a collegue telling me I had to join playing soccer again. We had a really nice time, I guess this will become tradition from now on 🙂

I enjoyed the service at the hostel (breakfest, tea and laundry service just to mention a few), but I guess my room had about 5 m² which is not really not how you want to live for 3 monts. Now I’m living in a relatively huge house. It is a guesthouse run by a local family and offers 10 rooms. They rent to people doing internships or studying here in Lima, so I’m living together with people mainly from Europe and the U.S. We have a television room, a nice living room, a garden, a roof-deck and a huge kitchen for everyone.

After reserving my spot here I found out that is only about 150 meters from the hostel, so moving wasn’t too difficult. My room is at the very corner of a small park.

In the evening we went to Barranco, another district appealing to tourists with great architecture, history, beaches and a bohemian style like Kreuzberg. Of course it also has a dizzying nightlife, so we went to a bar ’till 2 a.m. and continued at some freaky club till 6. The club was nice with people constantly approaching each other and introducing themselves, but it’s hard to understand Spanish when you would already have troubly understanding German. It also felt quite weird to stick out of the crew this much, there was only one guy taller than me, so there were definitely not many foreigners in there.

We had perfect weather on Sunday, but I spent a significant amount of time on the phone again and when I wanted to go out I only made it to the TV room where two German girls were watching Germany play against Denmark. We started chatting a bit and I ended up seeing the whole game. Afterwards I headed out to Wong quickly to have lunch and buy some stuff for breakfest on Monday. Wong is a really big market comparable to Kaufland, but also has a second story called “Wong Buffet” where you can have some good and fresh Peruvian food and pay by weight (about 3 € for a full plate). I had a delicious seafood soup, some fruits and a bit of all the local dishes.

Now I wanted to buy my bus tickets so I hopped onto the Metropolitano. Unfortunately I did know the only the adress, but the street is 2 kilometers long and Google Maps does not know where a number is, so I had to walk a little bit to find my bus company. It is a company that mainly Peruvians use and although good for local standards their service is limited. That’s why I have to go there instead of buying the tickets online, but they have new buses and are the only company I could find offering a late departure (8 p.m.) to Cuzco so that I can go after work and have a good part of the 20 hour drive during the night. My main problem was that I was walking around one of the poorer areas of Lima without presence of the police and a lot of trash in the streets. I was really happy to reach the bus company without being robbed, but still my happiness about that didn’t last too long as I was told they only sell tickets 14 days in advance, so I have to go there again. I wonder why they didn’t tell on the phone…