On my boarder run South towards Chile, I stopped in Arequipa for a few days. This was just a quick pit stop, a glimpse of what is obviously a very large and happening city. Coffee on our sixth floor balcony, gave us a view of a city streatching out nearly endlessly in all directions, our vision was hindered only by the haze and mountains beyond. This glimpse took me down cobble stone alleys, winding nonsensically between white stone buildings, under white stone arches to giant cathedrals at palm tree plazas.
I had a great guide, a friend from Cusco but an Arequipeña. She took me around and showed me what's what. She even answered all the bizarre questions I could possibly think up. I am truly thankful for her and her patience and kindness. We ate soltero de queso and queso helados which are now on my admittedly long list of favorite foods. A note to the sceptics... there is no cheese in queso helado... only cream.
We did some peculiar things, which I whole-heartedly enjoyed. And although this was only a brief stop, which is usually against my nature, I continued onward and was ok with just passing through because I know I'll be back soon enough for a continuation of this investigation