Herbie continued riding the longest road on earth, the Pan-American Highway, heading further north on Peru’s Highway No. 1. We passed cities like Chimbote, Trujillo and Chiclayo. Lambayeque is the name of the town where we stopped for the night.
The “Pan-Am” along Peru’s coast is full of sand dunes and amazing ocean views.
Whenever you hit a smaller town it is like a kind of oasis with woods and agriculture.
In no other South American country we had so many “police check points”.
Tomorrow we’ll go further north getting very close to the border of Ecuador.
Our final destination after South America will be the Mojave Desert in the Southwest of the United States. We are not there yet, even though the landscape of Peru’s coast looks quite similar to the area around Herbie’s camp in Ridgecrest, Kern County, CA.
Today we were following the “Pan-Am” from Ica to Huarmey. On our way up north we were going through the heart of Lima again, the capital of Peru right on the coast.
We stopped for lunch under a date palm tree, having our favorite, of course “home made”, salad. Unfortunately it isn’t the time for harvesting dates, so we had no dessert.
Tomorrow we’ll drive further up on the road right besides the Pacific ocean, passing Chimbote and Trujillo towards Ecuador, which we enjoyed very much last time.
After catching up with new post on Herbie’s World Tour, checking the motor oil level and tire pressure, we hit the Pan-American Highway again. We left Camaná, heading north and passed Nazca and its desert and stopped for the night in Ica.
Peru’s coastal desert dunes and the Pacific ocean welcomed us once again.
In the afternoon we reached the Nazca Desert with its ancient Lines.
Tomorrow we’ll continue traveling north along the so-called “Panamericana”.
We’re planning to put Herbie on a vessel going back to North America in May.
After Peru we’ll still journey to Ecuador, Colombia and maybe Venezuela.
Herbie took a break in the Nazca Desert right at a very magical sundown.
Go west, Herbie! We traveled all the way across the Andes with altitudes over 14,850 feet (or 4,500 meters) to the west coast of Peru again, passing Puno at Lake Titicaca, Juliaca and Arequipa, ending up driving in Camaná at the Pacific ocean.
In Puno we met Juan Carlos, a Volkswagen Bug driver, who helped Domi fixing a little gas issue back in the carburetor. While going downhill towards the sea we had one of our most beautiful sunsets with a vanilla sky.
After riding Herbie on unpaved roads across the Bolivian jungle while it was dark during the night and police men asked us for money, we finally reached Santa Cruz de la Sierra and moved on to Cochabamba and La Paz towards Peru and Lake Titicaca.
We were actually planning to go all the way back to Colombia by heading across Brazil on Highway No. 319 reaching Venezuela. However we had to change our plan.
The Brazilian Highway No. 319 is well-known for one of the worst “roads” in the country. And as we have the rain season right now, this highway is totally impassable.
There is no other way getting back north across the continent, so we had to find a way going back to the Andes on the West. We decided to take a loop towards Bolivia.
We arrived at the border of Bolivia at noon. The border was closed, because the executives just work before that time. So we had to wait until the next day.
After waiting in line for more than two hours to get the exit stamp of Brazil, we were forced to show the border officials our certificate of an amarillic typhus vaccination.
The vaccination of yellow fever is obligatory for everyone who’s entering Bolivia coming from Brazil. But in the end we blessedly entered Bolivia unvaccinated.
As we just eat fruits and vegetables, we were so happy to find jackfruits in Brazil. They are very rare. We had them in India and Southeast Asia as well as on the Pacific coast of Mexico, but we didn’t know that we’d found them in South America too.
The jackfruit tree is well suited in tropical lowlands like Brazil, and its fruit is the largest tree-borne fruit, reaching as much as 80 pounds (36 kilogram) in weight.
Before you are able to eat the jackfruit, you have to open it and this is a very gluey procedure. Zainab was so kind and did it. Normally we’re using plastic gloves.
The jackfruit is definitely one of our most favorite fruits on earth. Unfortunately you have to travel a long way to get them. But imported jackfruit chips are also mouth-watering.
We entered Brazil coming from Paraguay. On our way through Brazil we passed a junk yard for air-cooled Volkswagens. But it was more like a burial site for “Fuscas” – that’s how they call Beetles in this country. Rest in peace!
The soil is red and the people are very nice – we traveled through Paraguay on Highway No. 3 towards Brazil, after meeting Jorge, his wife Natalia and their friend Osvaldo, in Asunción. Paraguay was an unexpected beautiful surprise!
Jorge Ortiz, an air-cooled Volkswagen fellow from Asunción, and his wife, Natalia Florentin, as well as his friend, Osvaldo Espínola, president of Classic VW Club Paraguay, welcomed us in Paraguay – the “Heart of South America”.
Jorge showed up with his totally new renovated red VW Beetle made in Wolfsburg. All in all it was probably the best border crossing we’ve ever had, because someone was waiting for us on the other side and introduced us warmly to his country. After some motor talk and an interview by a magazine, we hit the roads of Paraguay.