An American in Lima

This past Monday (October 6), at around 6:50 p.m., El Híjo and I were sitting in the living room when we felt an enormous jolt.
EH leaped from the couch: “Earthquake!”
The rapid shaking last for ten seconds and stopped.
El Fotógrafo emerged from the kitchen where he was cooking a very fragrant Bolognese sauce. His brother was [...]

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August 15, 2007:  It had been little more than a month since El Fotografo, El Hijo and I had packed up the contents of our 4-bedroom house in Florida, stuffed it all in a shipping container bound for Callao, and hopped on a plane to EF’s hometown of Lima.
Everything in Peru’s capital was new and strange to El Hijo and [...]

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Tonight at 8 p.m., my astral self will be hovering over downtown Miami as my good friends and former band mates, The Three Jacks, play a benefit concert to raise funds for victims of the 2007 Peru earthquake. The concert is being held at 8 p.m. at the Arsht Center for the Performing Arts, and [...]

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In Jean Renoir’s classic film The Golden Coach (Le Carosse D’Or), a troupe of Italian actors arrives in 18th-century colonial Lima, expecting to perform in a luxurious palace. Instead, they find themselves in a frontier town.
“What do you think of the New World?” they are asked.
“It will be better when it is finished.”
 Arriving in Peru’s dusty, disorganized capital [...]

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