The rules are these. We drove over the boarder of EC onto a bridge, Parked the car and went to the EC boarder office where we all filled out paperwork (no photos the police are intimidating). I have my Cedula so I just put that number down.. no passport needed. You tell how long you are staying, cell # and how you are traveling and purpose. They look at it and your cedula, make sure you filled it out correctly and then stamp it, and return the duplicate ticket at the bottom to you.
Then you walk over the bridge to Peru side of the river and fill out their paperwork, which is pretty much exacly the same except they ask you how much money you expect to spend. You hand all of your papers to them, including the EC stub. They look it all over, stamp it and return the two little stubs back to you. THEN you cross the street to the police station. They look over your documents and stamp them, hand them back to you. So now I was all official to travel in Peru. Arturo warned me .. whatever you do DONOT loose those stubbs! We walked back to the car parked in no mans land on the bridge between the two boarders and proceeded with our trip.
A. Nettas husband was the go-between so the man could meet people to talk to about land
B. We could get a free ride.
I just love this country! This idea would probably not cross anyone's mind in the "old country".
|Suyo, Peru 1st real town across the boarder|
|It seems very dry in the part of the country|
|These little Moto-taxis were everywhere, it only got worse as we got closer to Piura|
|Thank you for visiting, Good travels..|
|This part of Peru seemed very poor|
|Smile, you are in Tambogrande..|
|This market has motorcycle, car and cow parking|
|Road side business|
|Our table woofing down the breakfast|
|Talkin' turkey about land deals in Peru|
|Yep, a donkey pulling a cart with a moto-taxi right behind him|
|Marigolds. Grown to feed the chickens so their egg yolks are very yellow|
|There was no room so Arturo and Netta's husband got the back seat..great for his hangover I am sure..|
|Piura, Peru. Population is similar to Cuenca|
|Some more affluent housing|
|I just loved this wall made of bamboo|
|This town is known for their pottery... can you tell?|
|Our parking guides in Piura craft market|
|Craft Market, exchange rate is about $3 to 1 Sol..(peruvian dollar)|
|A type of corn "beer". Its fermented. I thought it was lemonade at first.|
|Our driver who wanted me to take the photo of the Peruvian jug and coconut drinking bowl.|
|It had to be about 90 degrees.. why would anyone put a sweater on this poor dog?|
Once we got to the boarder we walked back across the bridge and handed in our papers to each country's office. Then we called a cab and arrived home about 7:30 p.m.
I called Randy and related our journey..as I was talking, Chella came in with a dish of food from the niece and nephew's fast food stand on the sidewalk on the corner of the house... oh yummy... more food (this made 4 times I ate that day..) I sat outside in the hammock strung between the porch supports, ate my food, listened to the family talk, noted the temp had dropped to 24 C. (75F) and thought, what a wonderful life!