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    South by South America Tour – Peru Part 15

    Saturday, October 26, 2019
    Cuzco to Lima, Peru

    Pantastico Bed and Bakery in Cuzco, Peru.
    Pantastico Bed and Bakery in Cuzco, Peru.

    Waiting on the runway at the airport in Cuzco, Peru.
    Waiting on the runway at the airport in Cuzco, Peru.

    Today after breakfast at Pantastico, the only lady (out of the three who worked there) who could speak English left to go run an errand right before I could ask her to call a taxi cab for me to go to the airport. Argh! So, then I had to struggle to communicate with one of the other ladies, who put me on the phone with the manager. Luckily, he spoke some basic English and called a taxi cab for me. I was somewhat surprised when an unmarked car showed up. But, since there was no time to spare, I had to throw caution to the wind and climb on in. It seemed like it took forever to cruise the three or four miles down to the Cuzco airport, which is strangely enough situated right in the middle of the city. I thought the flight from Cuzco to Lima might be on one of those really small regional jets, but no, it was a jumbo jet—although a narrow one containing one aisle with three seats on each side.

    The Parroquia La Virgen Milagrosa in Lima, Peru.
    The Parroquia La Virgen Milagrosa in Lima, Peru.

    Miraflores City Hall in Lima, Peru.
    Miraflores City Hall in Lima, Peru.

    After a short 90-minute flight, we descended into Lima, on the west coast of Peru. It felt really nice to be at sea level again. I decided to splurge on a flight to Lima because I could not deal with another 20-hour bus ride—especially after several weeks of extreme fatigue brought on by altitude sickness. Luckily, at the Lima airport, there was a bus that cost only $7.00 to ride all the way to the Miraflores district of Lima, which is around 15 or 20 miles away. I was stoked I didn’t have to take a taxi. After getting dumped out at the Parque Kennedy in Miraflores, I got my bearings and schlepped several blocks over to the Dragonfly Hostel. To my dismay, it appeared to be a party hostel and I heard a DJ playing a set upstairs somewhere. However, the clerk assured me that the music stops at 11:00 pm every night. She also gave me a wristband to wear, but I just slipped it inside my wallet. I hate hostel wristbands. At least the Dragonfly has lockers in the bunk bed rooms. After putting away my stuff, I went out for a stroll around the immediate neighborhood. And it was a good thing I did, as Miraflores is one of the nicest neighborhoods in Lima.

    Words and photos ©2019 Arcane Candy.

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