Lima revisited
Trip Start
Oct 20, 2008
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Trip End
Dec 06, 2008

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So much to write so little internet
Firstly I thought I´d catch up on our few hours in Lima airport, which is small but perfectly formed. I.e. Easy for the foreign traveller to navigate.
Whilst waiting to make up our minds to hotel or not to hotel. Being as it was 8 in the morning and our flight was at 4 in the afternoon, we met our first new friends of the expedition. Kelly, Amanda and Katie, who I must remember to add on facebook before we attempt to meet up in Cuzco. Three American girls from Wisconson who I felt were just as happy to be able to speak some English in the alien climbs as we were.
However they majored in Spanish, and we knew little, so I guess we were just a little happier. We had just got our bags safely so, everything else was a bonus:)
What can I say about Jorge Chavez (Lima Airport). Well... I guess it was our last taste of the west for at least 2 and half weeks, seen as it has a McDonalds, of which I shamelessly indulged in (you´ve got to see if they can do it better; it was still McDonalds I´m afraid to say).
For breakfast we had some rice and chicken that went down well with a bottle of illuminous yellow Inca Kola (the taste is nice but as of yet undescribable), we change some dollars to sols and then in turn fell asleep in a pile of travel debrits littering our table in the lounge area.
A few phone calls to our nearest and dearest... and a blog or two... and we were ready to check in for the flight to Chiclayo in the north.
See next entry for details:)
Firstly I thought I´d catch up on our few hours in Lima airport, which is small but perfectly formed. I.e. Easy for the foreign traveller to navigate.
Whilst waiting to make up our minds to hotel or not to hotel. Being as it was 8 in the morning and our flight was at 4 in the afternoon, we met our first new friends of the expedition. Kelly, Amanda and Katie, who I must remember to add on facebook before we attempt to meet up in Cuzco. Three American girls from Wisconson who I felt were just as happy to be able to speak some English in the alien climbs as we were.
However they majored in Spanish, and we knew little, so I guess we were just a little happier. We had just got our bags safely so, everything else was a bonus:)
What can I say about Jorge Chavez (Lima Airport). Well... I guess it was our last taste of the west for at least 2 and half weeks, seen as it has a McDonalds, of which I shamelessly indulged in (you´ve got to see if they can do it better; it was still McDonalds I´m afraid to say).
For breakfast we had some rice and chicken that went down well with a bottle of illuminous yellow Inca Kola (the taste is nice but as of yet undescribable), we change some dollars to sols and then in turn fell asleep in a pile of travel debrits littering our table in the lounge area.
A few phone calls to our nearest and dearest... and a blog or two... and we were ready to check in for the flight to Chiclayo in the north.
See next entry for details:)
