

Oh, Peru!
While I’m writing this entry, I’m asking myself one question: How? How am I supposed to describe the everyday madness, the amazement, the incomprehensibility of this country?
While I’m writing this entry, I’m asking myself one question: How? How am I supposed to describe the everyday madness, the amazement, the incomprehensibility of this country?
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“Dear God punishes the small sins instantly”, is a German saying my mom has told me often during my childhood. And even if I don’t want to accredit too much truth to this saying, we had to learn quite fast this time what happens if you don’t listen to the signs of God the mighty big cat. Blame us!
After a longer break in Salta, we finally continue: we start riding to the Atacama Desert. To get there, there are exactly two passes: One over only asphalt which is a bit longer, and one that leads over a gravel road.