Well after roughly an 11 hour
flight from Madrid we arrived into Lima early evening. Don’t
know why but we where both shocked to see a new airport, better
than Madrid’s. It took an age to get through customs but then
it all happened once outside. Luckily we had emailed a hostel
in Madrid for a room for the night and they could pick us up. A
lad was there with our name waiting. It was a father and son
business taxiing to the hostel. We were in the back of a beaten
up old car with the doors locked seeing some terrible driving
and roads through some really poor streets.
It was every
car/truck/minibus/lorry for themselves on the roads. We arrived in one piece and
were told to be careful. Our hostel was like an oasis behind
the door. A huge old colonial house, lots of verandas and
balconies with a roof top café in the middle of plants galore.
Even a pet parrot!!!
Bags in room and feeling tired
from a 7 hour time difference we wanted to walk back to the
amazing square we passed driving in. So we decided to risk it.
A couple of blocks away we walked very quickly to take a picture
or two. Been to a few mad places in the world, but we don’t
think we’ve been anywhere where we’ve felt so uncomfortable by
being just out of place and being looked at constantly… So
surprisingly we didn’t hang around much and quick marched back
to the hostel…
We had booked another internal
flight for the next day to Cuzco. So we asked if the mad taxi
driver would be able to take us back to the airport. Well he
was there the next day for a pick up of 06:30. I'm sure he was
sleeping outside in his car all night not to miss the business
as we had to wake him up when we came out the hostel. Anyhow
traffic not as bad so we made the flight all ok.