The Archive · 1926

A Dreary Winter

Having always had a passion fur travel, and being favoured by for tune with relatives in Lima, 1 wax able to gratify my heart's desire and visit Peru. Tt was my ill luck to arrive in winter when the country is not at its best. Owing to the Humboldt current, the position of the Andes, and other reasons obscure to me, a' perpetual pall of cloud hangs over the coast, and the sun {is seldom geon, Rain rarely f but a ghastly mizzle sometimes amps the air, My first impression of Peru was at the oil port of Lobides. Sterile hills and wastes of sand covered with ture Riffel Towers boring for cil, a few stunted trees spreading unzemic branches over houses dot ted, gaunt and strack, around the oil wells, formed an uncompromising landscape. I shall never forget the faces of some half-dozen yours Englishmen, armed with golf-clubs and leaving the steamer, s they gazed at the scene of their future

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