We leave the foggy, gray metropolis of Lima behind and head toward Arequipa. Located at an altitude of 7,660 ft (2,335 m), Arequipa is blessed with a pleasant climate and almost eternal sunshine (it has at least 300 sunny days per year). Daytime temperatures are usually around 65°F (18°C), and nights can dip down to 45°F (7°C).

Out of the window, we get a glimpse of the high desert area of the Central Andes

After leaving the airport, we get our first view of the volcanoes surrounding Arequipa: Misti, Chachani, and Pichu Pichu.

We hop in a taxi to get to the hotel, pick up some snacks at the bakery across the street, and then spend the afternoon and evening just wandering the cobblestone streets. We get our first impression of Arequipa and its colonial-era architecture, which earned the city its UNESCO World Heritage title. We wrap up the day with our first Pisco Sour, a traditional Peruvian cocktail. It’s made with pisco (a type of brandy made from distilling fermented grape juice), fresh lime juice, simple syrup, egg whites, ice, and Angostura bitters. It instantly becomes our new favorite cocktail!

Mirador de Yanahuara with a great view of Misti

The next morning, we get a gorgeous view of the volcanoes from our hotel. We head over to Plaza de Armas (yep, another one) to meet our guide for a city walking tour. He tells us a lot about the history and culture of Arequipa and leads us through streets we might have never found by ourselves. The city was founded in 1540 and has since become a patchwork of influences, including Indigenous foundations, Baroque splendor, Rococo and neoclassical designs, and contemporary buildings.
It’s interesting to note that there are daily earthquakes in Arequipa, mostly small tremors you can’t really feel, but they’re necessary to relieve pressure below. Otherwise, there could be an eruption of Misti that would destroy the entire town.

A look at the pictures makes it obvious why Arequipa is also called the “White City” or “Ciudad Blanca.” The main building material for Arequipa’s churches and mansions is sillar, a white volcanic stone that was quarried from nearby volcanoes like the Misti.

We stop by Mundo Alpaca to get a close-up look at the camelid fiber production process. We see how alpaca and vicuña fiber is sheared and then processed using a number of machines to make machine- and handmade garments.

A definite highlight of Arequipa is the Monastery of Santa Catalina, one of Peru’s most striking colonial religious buildings and almost a citadel within the city. We go on a tour of this fascinating monastery for nuns, which was founded in 1579-1580, and we learn a lot about its history. Our guide tells us a bunch of interesting stuff, like that the second daughter of any rich Spanish family had to become a nun. When they got to the convent, they were cut off from the outside world. They weren’t even allowed to see their families. The families paid a lot of money, not just for their daughters’ dowries, but also for their living space, monthly expenses, and maids. Money was a big deal. The Mother Superior’s selection wasn’t based on her skills, but rather on her net worth. The Vatican made a radical change in 1870. They said that the nuns, including the Mother Superior, could no longer have their own private rooms with maids. They had to move into a dormitory with other nuns, share a kitchen, and do all the work themselves. I’m pretty sure this isn’t what they had in mind!

With his descriptions of Arequipa’s culinary scene, our tour guide really made our mouths water. The rocoto relleno, a spicy stuffed pepper, is apparently the most famous dish here. So we look for one of Arequipa’s signature eateries, a picanteria, for lunch. The rocoto relleno is delicious, and the chicha morada, a traditional, non-alcoholic Peruvian drink made from boiled purple corn, pineapple, and spices like cinnamon and cloves, is pretty good too. Mmm, yum!

This afternoon, we’re going to go whitewater rafting on the Chili River! We meet the guide on Plaza de Armas, hop in the van and are being shuttled to the put-in spot where we change into wet suits and neoprene booties and put on a helmet and life-jacket. When Ikira, our guide, tells us to put the boat in the water, we know it’s crunch time. There’s no turning back! He puts us in the boat in order of weight to ensure it is balanced and won’t easily flip over. Our three teammates are also German and could be our sons. Then, he gives us a clear briefing and explains all the commands. Off we go!

So, at one point, the boats stop, and anyone who wants to can climb up the cliff and jump into the river. Hans, of course, is not one to miss out on any fun, whereas I decide to thankfully decline. The water is so cold that I would never have gotten warm again, which is confirmed when one of our “kids spends the rest of the trip with chattering teeth.

It’s an incredible experience navigating the Class II–III rapids on this 5 km journey. It’s a real adventure for beginners and thrill-seekers alike. The area is gorgeous, the mountain views are absolutely breathtaking, and the trip is pretty relaxing at times. I totally get why whitewater rafting is often used for team-building exercises — you really have to work together as a team. Would we have made it down the river in one piece without our guide? Probably not. Ikira was in control the whole time, even when we turned around, floated backwards, and bumped into rocks. At least that’s what I wanted to believe.

After a day full of culture and excitement, we enjoy the evening by wandering through the beautiful colonial city, mingling with the locals, and enjoying some more street food. Then, we head to bed early because we know we have a full day ahead of us tomorrow.


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