I had already left the part where the Ilo river meets the ocean. I wanted to walk a bit more before the lunch, just because I prefer to use my legs to know the world. This is the chronicle of that walking.
Ilo city has the most beautiful sandy beaches of the Peruvian south, but they are here and there; mostly the shoreline is rocky, mostly a kind of orange, they resemble prehistoric animals coming back to the sea.
Machines to hear the sea…
Say me blue
The sea in Ilo is strange. It has turquoise mainly, but also sometimes it’s a milky silver, a pure blue, the sunset gives to it other palettes. It’s usually pacific.
Those days of winter, the water seemed made of ice, you could think in an iceberg melting.
Park of rocks
Time runs so I walked till this park, it’s designed with emphasis in preserve the natural rocks.
The artisanal ships of the fishermen crown the line of the sea. They can come so far as 1700 kilometers (one thousand miles) from the North of Peru.
So it was time to lunch. I went to the fishermen terminal where the fish is fished the same day. Even more if you are a fisherman or fisherwoman you can bring your own fish to be cooked there.