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<\/a><\/p>\nHe parked the car within sight of the Puente de los suspiros, the Bridge of Sighs<\/a>, a meeting point for lovers. I was told to whisper a wish as I crossed it and then sigh at the end.<\/p>\n view from the Bridge of Sighs<\/p><\/div>\n Barranco is Lima’s Bohemian neighbourhood, where artists congregate, and it is famous for its nightlife and restaurants. It was very quiet on a Thursday afternoon, and yet the vibe was completely different from Miraflores. This is another neighbourhood that started as a retreat for the rich.<\/p>\n Javier pointed out these vultures to me. I appreciated that he gave their name, buitre, and then followed that up with “the birds that eat dead flesh,” to make sure I understood exactly what they were.<\/p>\n This is Ermita de Barranco, built in the 1880s and nearly destroyed in the 1974 earthquake. It’s lain abandoned since, but there are plans to begin restoration.<\/p><\/div>\n We walked to the Mirador, the lookout point.<\/p>\n Notice the sand beach here, compared to further north.<\/p><\/div>\n My goodness, what was going on here to warrant this sign?!<\/p>\n That’s Javier’s blue Nissan, the same model car I rented in February.<\/p><\/div>\n We headed to the main square so I could see Barranco town hall.<\/p>\n Barranco main square.<\/p>\n Barranco library.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n