As we walked along the cliffs over looking the Pacific Ocean early this morning the fog was padding in making the world seem mysterious and peaceful. We are in Miraflores which is little bit north of Lima proper and a lovely residential area. Mario Vargas Llosa sets many of his stories of the rich and spoiled in this area. There are a lot of wonderful restaurants, cafes, jazz clubs and artisans. True to its name there is a profusion of flowers in magenta, scarlet and lemony yellow.
paradise - the garden of eden
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