As I am once again getting ready to hit the gluten-free open road (well skies) as I jet off to Istanbul and Montreux (Switzerland) in a couple of weeks — I was reminded of a post that I did for the National Foundation for Celiac Awareness last year. It’s basically my five-point checklist that I always use to ensure that my journey will be as smooth as possible.
I thought as the year winds down this would be a great opportunity to wax nostalgic and look back on what being gluten-free has really meant to me, the changes to my health, and the changes to the gluten-free landscape. These are my personal realities that I have experienced as I navigated along my Celiac journey…and believe me it has been a journey.
My trip to Lima was better than I could have expected. I mean, I knew it was going to be a great trip but was so interested to see how far the City has come since the horrible terrorist attacks during the 1980’s which severely damaged the reputation of Lima. Well, I am happy to report that the Lima of today is a rich and vibrant city that has most deservedly captured the title of culinary capital of the Americas. Lima is very much a city of stark contrasts particularly rich and poor but one this that is unifying is the warm welcome and gay sex sense of pride that its inhabitants have.
Lima was a truly magical city. It is at the crossroads of becoming a well-established tourist destination on its own versus a pit stop or jumping off point for more well-known destinations in phone porn Peru such as Machu Picchu or a diversion from the Galapagos Islands. Lima is a sophisticated metropolis that is a city of distinct contrasts grounded in a rich historical background…