14 Tips For Having the Most Romantic Valentine’s Day Ever!

Last Friday morning we officially said our “see ya laters” to Cusco and began the first portion of the journey that would lead us to Chile.  It was bittersweet to leave the first stop on our RTW journey, but we were very excited for what awaited us!  The itinerary went as follows: drive with friends of our host from Cusco to Puno (an estimated five hours), and then from Puno to Tacna (an estimated ten hours), the southernmost city in Peru.  Everything was planned a little bit last-minute as we had a busy week prior with our friends Dan and Nichole visiting.  We had nothing planned after that but knew we had to make our way from Tacna across the Chilean border to Arica.  That gave us almost entire week to make it down the coast of Chile to the capital of Santiago, where we will fly even further south to Puerto Montt this upcoming Friday.  Now, back to us leaving Cusco.  We had absolutely no idea that one of the craziest days of our lives lay ahead of us on the only day we had actually planned out over the course of the week. As you also know, Saturday was Valentine’s Day.  To help capture the essence of the events that followed our embarkation on Friday, Karen and I are happy to present to you the simple process for creating an unforgettably romantic date chock-full of cupid’s arrows.

Tips For Having the Most Romantic Valentine’s Day Ever:

1.  Hire a private driver to take you from Cusco to Tacna. Make it to Puno (the first stop on the way) and hear your driver tell you that you are ahead of schedule and only have six more hours to go.

2.  While in Puno, treat your lady friend to some ice cream and enjoy it on a sunny day in the central plaza.

3.  Take the “shortcut” from Puno to Tacna, which will “save time” getting you to your destination.

4.  Roll through an assortment of very small mountain towns, in which every person gives a completely different answer as to the length of time remaining on your journey.

5.  Drive through “detours” on the route, which include fording streams (Oregon Trail style) that are deep enough to allow water into the car and begin soaking your feet.  Watch as local llamas are wading through the waters with their legs completely covered.

6.  Every hour or so, ask your driver how much time is remaining and receive the same answer of “about three hours.”

7.  Drive up to the top of a snow-covered mountain at 14,000 feet, drive your station wagon through the cake-like mud and putter out in a giant water-filled crater.

8.  Try various strategies for over an hour to get the car removed, only to soak through every pair of dry socks that you have, lowering your body temperature enough to begin shaking.  Teeth chattering yet?  Perfect, you’re setting the mood nicely.

9.  Run out of feasible options (with no cell phone service in the mountains) around 1:30am, and huddle together using your dog’s body as a temporary blanket.  Turn off the car to go to sleep and wait for help to arrive in the morning.

10.  Within the hour, awake to hear a truck coming up the mountain and yell “CAR!”

11.  Get towed out by the truck, only to begin silently weeping as your car battery stalls.  Watch the battery turn over just in time to catch up to the truck.

12. Drive over a rock plateau and get stuck again after the truck has already left.  Watch as your wife spends Valentine’s Day chiseling rock from underneath the car at 4am.

13.  Take one more cat nap in the car before cruising into Tacna just 12 hours after your estimated arrival time.

14.  Remember that you’re together, everyone is safe, and everything will be all right!

In our minds, we had a timeline for how and when we would arrive in Chile.  However, God’s timeline was much different than our own!  But the most amazing part is what ensued after the madness.  We arrived in Tacna fairly early on Saturday morning.  From there, we met a driver (he also happened to be a police officer) who was not only able to get us across the border to Arica with Sofi’s crate, but he even made a call to a friend to find out every detail we needed to get Sofi into Chile.  He drove us to a couple different offices to get the necessary paperwork to make the following day a breeze.  On top of that, this man introduced us to another friend who ended up driving us from Arica to Iquique, our second stop in Chile.  And, wouldn’t you know it, this gentleman was a bus driver who had permits for securing Sofi’s crate to the top of his car.  God’s timeline was certainly different than our own, but it was perfect.  Everything happens for a reason!

“Everyone You Will Ever Meet Knows Something You Don’t”

The above quote is taped to the door of the bathroom inside a café in Cusco called The Meeting Place.  We heard about this place from a friend (thanks Alice!) and went to check it out in the first few days after our arrival.  Upon reading the menu, we noticed that they donate 100% of their profits to charitable causes!  Pretty awesome.  One of the overarching themes for the Kimble adventure is to volunteer and serve our fellow brothers and sisters, so this drew our attention immediately.  After placing our order at the restaurant, we asked the manager if she would accept us as volunteers.  “Absolutely,” she replied.  “When are you available?”  Karen and I looked at each other.  “Can we start tomorrow?”

So, here we are, whipping up espressos, lattes, milkshakes and orange juice on a daily basis.  We’ve also had the chance to get to know the managers and owner of the restaurant, allowing us to deepen our understanding of their mission and exactly how we’re forwarding the cause.  The primary mission (though they support other smaller missions as well) of The Meeting Place is to fund an after-school project in Altivas Canas, which is located on the outskirts of Cusco.  The project purposes to “provide a place for children of single mothers to come and be supervised in a loving and wholesome environment, which allows the mothers to be able to go out and work. This helps the mothers to be able to provide for their children and household needs.”  What a great cause, and one we are happy to support in a small way through the time we spend volunteering there.

When we weren’t spending time at our “jobs” last week, we explored the city in some new and exciting ways.  On Wednesday evening, we took a hike, literally, to see Cristo Blanco (White Christ).  It’s a beautiful statue that overlooks much of Cusco and gives visitors an incredible view to gaze upon.  Even cooler, is that there are spotlights surrounding Cristo Blanco, so when we look across the city at night we can see Him looking back at us!

Friday afternoon symbolized our passion for exploring the world through running.  Karen and I spent the better part of three hours hiking and running up and down the unblemished mountain peaks residing behind our house.  There is so much picturesque land untouched by humanity, just waiting to be explored.  The magnificence of the mountains really takes one outside of their personal “bubble” and into the boundlessness of God’s creation.


Up in the air.

The weekend involved more of the “cultural” aspects of Peruvian life.  Once again, it seemed that in every instance we were the only gringos in sight.  We visited Sabado Baratillo (the Black Market), which is only open on Saturdays and typically closes around lunchtime.  Now, I want you to imagine something you might find at a market somewhere. Got it?  Great, because so does the Sabado Baratillo!  Some of the stranger offerings include live ducks, guinea pigs, kittens, and puppies, all of which can be had for the equivalent of less than one USD.  We knew we were getting close to reaching the market when we saw at least one person every block holding a puppy!  I have to admit, the thought of a $1 puppy was pretty appealing, but not the least bit convenient for our situation.  So, if you’re looking for a bargain, send me a personal message and I’ll FedEx you a puppy.  Just kidding…getting dogs through customs can be a real pain!

Later in the weekend we found ourselves at Parque Zonal, a local multi-purpose sport facility complete with basketball courts, fútbol fields, a swimming pool and a track.  I had been itching to hoop from the moment I saw a men’s league playing at a court on Avenue El Sol, one of the main streets in downtown Cusco.  We headed over and I was able to play two-on-two with a few Peruvians I met at the courts.  It’s a pretty neat feeling to know that sports can transcend culture and even language.  I couldn’t communicate with these guys using words, but we communicated through the sport of basketball.  It was definitely a memorable experience. What’s even crazier is that one of the guys I played with was wearing a jersey from the men’s league we watched earlier in the week!  And wouldn’t you know it, the team was the “Buffalos,” with a team logo that was a clear imitation of the Chicago Bulls.  The whole situation wasn’t a coincidence; it’s what I like to call a Godincidence.

For the second straight week, Cusco didn’t disappoint.  But we’re not finished.  So much more adventure awaits!