Oh my god.... They are mental.
Oct 01, 2007
May 07, 2008
Lima is a mental place. Not much of a mix of foreigners but plenty of people willing to help us out. The waiter in the airport restaraunt told us to get one of the Green taxi guys to bring us to Miraflores. They´re a little more expensive (about 3 euros more, haha) but much more reliable. We waited for a while upstairs while Lou chewed a few ciggys and we funnelled a pisco sour a beer and some grub down our gobs
. Lou was a bit nervous about all the mad shouting dudes downstairs so I went back down without my bag and found a nice taxi man to haggle a deal with. I was much taller so he had to bow down to my superiority. Plus the guns were on full show so naturally he obliged to bring us the full hour journey through the city for just a tenner. Job done. The city itself is just crazy. Everything we expected really. Millions of old cars and buses milling about. You´d make a fortune on spurious exhaust sales here. There´s this local chain of restaraunts called Norkys we noticed too. It will deffo be done. When we got checked into the hotel and sat down for a beer (about 3 euro for 2) we both knew it was time for bed. Either that or else the porter would have to carry us up. What a mental place.
Arrived in Lima after a 12 hour flight and 3 meals. Sweet. Just one big screen and one smaller one for us to look at and Lou had to sit on both of the flight blankets and pillows to be able to see over the dudes afro in front of us. Other than that it kinda went fast what with Die Hard 4.0, Evan Almighty and a host of kids and mums placed strategically around us to keep the eyes from shutting. Thank god the little dog in his travel kennel next to us kept quiet or we could have turned three meals into four fairly rapid.