Culturally and digestively interesting discovery: Cev(or b)iche. A salty and crunchy blend of roasted corn kernels (soft) and banana chips. Coupled with the tender consistency of fresh fish of which kind I cannot be certain; drenched in a spicy lime sauce accented
with slices of purple onion. A simply delicious grand slam in the pallete stadium of my mouth. Like nothing else I have ever tasted. It has been 36 hours since my departure from Mancora, and I already fiercely miss the summer for life oasis straddling the Pan American highway in northern Peru. I am currently in Tarapoto, amidst a huge traveling blunder that has cost me at least 30 hours, most of which spent on a bus. ¡MALDICION DEL CHANCHO!