We don’t actually know exactly where we went, but it was west of the city of Lima, and probably still in the province of Lima. We got it in our heads that the place was called “Huarochiri”, but I’m almost positive that’s not true. One of my friends (Koby) had met a part-time adventure guide that invited us along with him, his brother, and his brother’s friend as they went for a weekend trip to climb mountains, repel down waterfalls, and hike around a bit. We subsisted almost entirely on crackers for the weekend.
After a four hour drive out to wherever it was that we went, and a good amount of searching around, we eventually found a place to make camp in a small grassy area above a dusty soccer field next to a corn field near the mountain we planned to climb the next day. We pitched our tents and built a fire. The campfire that night was a great time. Four of the five people there knew how to play guitar and sing and we just passed the guitar around the circle taking turns singing the song of our choice; the guitar made it around the circle at least four times before we finally decided to go to bed after a long day.