Well I walked about 10 miles today looking for a Starbucks that I saw from a taxi window last night (surprisingly, even though Ecuador, Peru and especially Columbia are known for their coffee, the coffee of choice here seems to be Nescafe or something equally wretched). After my unintentional , tour of Miraflores (which included yet another pile of rocks, this one, I think pre-inka (there are four historical periods here - pre inka, Inka, Spanish and McDonaldazation), I finally found what I was looking for.
So, anyway, I'm sitting at Starbucks (corner of Ovalo Gutierrez & Av. CMDTE Espinar) enjoying the first cup of decent coffee I've had in weeks when to my surprize Kim Jong Il sits down at the next table and lights a fag - unbelievable - the leader of North Korea sitting next to me at a Starbucks in Lima. So, of course, I leaned over and ask him if he'd seen any decent movies lately. He told me that he'd rearry riked MI3 and Bewitched (with that hottie Nicole Kidman), but wasn't very pleased with Team Amelica. "I have special prans for those Souf Pak boys" he said with a devious grin.
Ok, so I made up the last bit, but swear to God, this guy was the spitting image of Kim - from his too high hair to his too big glasses on his squashed face, just like him (but maybe 20 years younger).
BTW, to all my Al Ain friends. Everything is okay now. Not only did I find a Starbucks, but there's a Chili's right across the roundabout.
