We woke up sort of late because of the late to bed time. Still I had my typical difficulty sleeping past a certain point and lay in bed for a bit of time before we got moving. We got cleaned up and immediately headed to Makro where it was crazy crowded but we had to buy some wine to drop off as gifts on a couple visits. Fortunately the fast line was not too big. Callao market where Daniela dropped off a pair of pants to be rehemmed because they were too long for her (I suspect this happens a lot). After dropping off the pants at a tailor we got breakfast by way of the market as well. We had pan con chicharon with fresh juice. In this market all the chicharron is made by Chinese people it appears. There are several stalls but one of them was really busy and that is the one we went to. Apparently they have been there for a long time and everyone loves their. I should remind that chicharron is pork that has bee deep fried and cut into bits and is served in a roll with a slice of sweet potato on it. I was expecting I wouldn't like the sweet potato on it but it was good. I had fresh pineapple juice and she had a mixto which had a bunch of stuff in it. They were good too. After the breakfast we traveled further into the market to look for a dress for Daniela for New Years but didn't find what she was looking for there.
We then took a taxi to the port in Callao and went to the submarine museum. We got there just in time for the next presentation with only a short wait of a couple minutes. The tour starts with a short video about the Peruvian armed forces, mainly the navy and marines. The video is really just demonstrations of their equipment without narration but set to music. It was only a few minutes long but it was fairly cool. After that you get to go into the submarine itself which is a German made sub that I think was commissioned in the mid to late 60s. It is still seaworthy and can be moved out and turned around to the docks each year but cannot submerge anymore. They have made it into a museum but still it is basically functional. The guide spoke only in Spanish but I did understand a portion of it. Daniela translated some other stuff. I think there were about 10 people on the tour or so including some kids. I took a ton of pictures including some in the red light. It was interesting to climb in and out through the ladders and everything. There were a couple of Colombians on the tour and the guy asked a ton about the torpedoes according to Daniela. I had a hard time understanding him.
After the tour we got back in a taxi to the market and picked up the pants. We walked to Yanina's house an made a brief visit to drop off the wine, say hello and give a belated (not Daniela's fault) birthday gift to Yani. We tried to walk to another friend's house but she was not home so we took another taxi to Plaza San Miguel and met her friend Gina briefly to give another gift and make a second attempt at dress shopping. Still we failed. We got one more taxi to her house where we were expecting to have lunch (at 4pm) but they were doing Christmas decorations. We helped with the decorating for a couple hours. I think it was 7:30 by the time we were done. There was an incident where her brother bought a pizza from a lost delivery guy who could not find the actual purchaser. We had a slice each of that along the way. Then we all got into Edwin's car and rode out to try to eat at a specific Italian restaurant which was closed of course. So we tried another place around the corner. I had fettucini alla pesto. Most everyone had pasta. Edwin had a pizza and Daniela's mother had a salad?! After dinner we drove back to the house and immediately got to packing and took another cab to our apartment for the first week.
This apartment is in San Miguel which is closer to Callao than Miraflores but still near the water. We met the renters at the place and they gave us a tour and the rules. We settled in after they left and not long after called it a night.
The pictures from day 2 are located here. By the way there were no pictures from day 1.
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