Its just the town of the day, the village which my family on my mothers side always return, every year, at least once a year.
With only 6 hours of difference between ther and the capital, its such another world once anyone is there. February is the month of carnival, so every year people originally from there come back to this nature spot to ge in touch with old friends and distance relatives, while everykids is playing with waterballons and adults drinking beers and loud floklorical music. Thankfully i avoid it this year, not because i dont apreciate being wet from top of bottom by some kid, nor i hate the scenery; but because its such an debilitating journey, i usually compared to going to Mordor from Hobbytown… , but thats part of the trip emotion i suppose. Despite all of that,this year i wanted a peaceful week in the town i know and love: Lima.