In the centre of Barranco stands a very old train carriage, made in the UK in the late 19th century and instated on the Peruvian railway in 1909.
I couldn’t resist wandering inside to what is now a cafe, and later at night a bar, the Cultural Expreso Virgen de Guadalupe. A veggie buffet awaited, washed down with a couple a Crystal beers. Built almost entirely of wood it was like a Swiss shed on wheels.
I also managed too see the sea but I can’t share that with you as the mist was in, big time. Maybe when I return at the end of the month.