Have you ever had one of those amazing days that you still reminisce about, even though you can’t figure out what exactly was so great about the day? I just had a day like that in February on my most recent trip to Lima. It turned out to be a day that encompassed a lot of what I love about living in Peru.We arrived at an uncle’s house at 5 in the morning after a bumpy, sleepless overnight ride from Huancayo. I thought I was going to be in a bad mood, but the frown couldn’t stay long when faced with smiling, welcoming relatives and a sunshiny day.
The little things I loved about the day:
- Seeing old photos and hearing the stories each conjures up.
- Visiting and remembering relatives I’ve never met at two beautiful cemeteries where many other families were also spending time with their loved ones past.
- Packing up to 8 of us in taxis to get from one place to another.
- Having raspadillas (a shaved ice dessert) after being out all day in the sun.
- Being a part of over 40 relatives spanning 4 generations and coming from all over Lima.
- Mingling inside and outside of the house with aunts gossiping, uncles having a beer on the sidewalk, cousins playing video games, neighbors throwing water balloons in the street, and music blasting to encourage spontaneous dancing throughout.
- Looking for dogs around the block with my 2-year-old niece from Quebec who speaks in mixed French and Spanish.
- Making funny faces to see my 8-month-old godchild and niece smile and laugh.
- Munching on homemade picarones (doughnut-like snacks) in the evening at a makeshift stand in front of the house where an aunt sold picarones to neighbors walking by as she chatted with us.
It wasn’t a particularly eventful day, but that didn’t seem to make it any less perfect.