To celebrate the launch of our free ebook South America Highlights this week’s Photo of the Week is back from our time in Peru. The presence of llamas at the ancient Incan citadel Machu Picchu is a classic South American image.
UPDATE: Unfortunately, our discussions with Universal have now fallen through. Something about “Focus Groups” and “Believability”. However, if you’re interested in picking up the film rights, or know someone who is, leave a comment.
Based on actual events.
Chapter 1: The Man Comes To Town. Who Is That Man? That Man Is Death.
The night was dark, like diving the Louisiana shoreline on a moonless night. The heavy rain lashed down like an angry Dominatrix prostitute working a fat, sweaty politician.
Unlike them, we didn’t have the luxury of a cocaine bump.
There was no other way around this: We were going to have to go over the top sober as a nun’s baby.
When I sat down one idle Saturday to watch Primer, I wasn’t expecting anything. I remember reading someone on Twitter going on about it, but I didn’t put much stock in his opinion cause, you know, Twitter.
90 minutes later and I was crying great tears of joy at having experienced something of such staggering beauty. I’m not often moved to tears by art (the last film I cried at was I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry), but this one movied me in a way that I hadn’t been movied in a long time.
We spent three weeks in a remote rural area in the Andes above Huaraz, Peru. Every day we’d pass Quechua speaking women in their traditional colourful dress. Everyone had long plaits under tall, embroidered hats, wide bright skirts, woolly tights and colourful cardigans.
Usually the outfit is topped with a intricately embroidered, multi-coloured manta or shawl that’s used to keep warm or carry all sorts of things inside (including babies and animals).
We didn’t do any of the things you are supposed to do in Peru: we didn’t walk the Inca Trail, spot condors at Colca Canyon, go sand boarding in Huacachina, or fly over the Nazca lines. And we didn’t end up doing what we really wanted to do: explore the less visited northern region and take a slow boat into the Amazon. To be honest we were exhausted after a few months of exploring Bolivia, we got ill, and then Simon had a lot of work come in so we needed a base. Nowhere in Peru was quite right, so we left earlier than planned and flew to Medellin, Colombia.