When I think back to my time in Lima, my most vivid memories are of the Mira Flores district. I loved how the cityscape crept up to the cusp of the Pacific Ocean. Lover’s Park teeters on the edge of a massive cliff between skyscrapers and the Ocean. When I picture this lively place speckled in mosaics, I remember the para-gliders that flew bravely over-head. They glided close to the buildings and over the cliff’s edge. On occasion, they would cast large shadows overhead that blotted out the sun. This post is in homage to the daredevils that were brave enough to appreciate the beauty of Mira Flores from a new perspective.
What places have stood out to you?