Train to nowhere

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.

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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.

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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.

Location, Location, Location

As I reached the coastal district of Barranco after a 45 minute walk from Miraflores I chanced upon what Kirsty and Phil would call a doer upper.

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The key to these types of properties is the location and then I noticed that the Spanish Embassy was on the next plot. Even better, the Relais et Chateau’s Arts Boutique Hotel B could be found further down the street.

imageAround the corner I did come across a potential issue, Damn big bugs in the area!

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