My name is Jenny, and I bought a Strabucks in Lima.

I know I should be ashamed, but I’m really not. I have spent the last two days avoiding the millions of McDonalds and such like, scraping by on minimum spanish and generally feeling a tad out of place. So I decided to treat myself to something familiar on my last evening in Lima. It came in the form of a cookie crumble frappachino, enjoyed in the South American sunshine, with a view of the Pacific, which I paddled in for the first time that day.