Dear Luna, Today we frolicked on one of Cabo Frio’s beaches in Brazil. The last time we went to the beach was about three months, two continents ago. You missed it so much. You were so excited, you ran by yourself to the water while mumma and bubba were looking for vacant lounge chairs. And […]
Dear Luna, This morning, before you and I headed out to look for a speakeasy resto in Miraflores, Lima (recommended by the owner of B&B Tradiciones where we’re staying for more than a week) I dolled you up with: A hippie beaded hairband from U.S., a singlet from Mexico, harem pants from Peru (but made […]
Dear Luna, We are now in a city named Puno, about 3,830 meters above sea level, near the Peru-Bolivia border. That means we’re very, very high up in a mountainous region, baby doll. Where the weather is chilly, and the air is thin. Earlier we went to Lake Titicaca, the main reason why we’re visiting […]