Farewell South America, Nice to meet you India!
The next morning I headed out for the last leg of my South American journey, a three hour drive to Lima. We check into one of the cheap hostels we liked from the first few days of the trip and tried to relax a little. This was easier said than done because, unlike last time, our chill little hostel was overrun with a group of raucous British high school kids on some sort of field trip. What happened to the days where a field trip meant a day at the zoo? I never got to go to Peru for a class trip. They invaded the entire hostel. There were obnoxious adolescent kids oozing out of every crevasse. Sixteen of them and two of us, the odds of survival were not in our favor. The next day we decided to wave the white flag and check into a new hostel a few blocks away.
I spent most of the day blogging and getting stuff together for the trip to India. We headed into downtown Lima, an area we hadn't explored the first time we visited, to check out the sights and eat some dinner before our redeye to Newark New Jersey.
We admired the impressed gothic architecture and scoped out the Presidents house in the center of downtown.
He had requested that a giant big screen be erected outside of his mansion for the public to view the world cup games. They do love their futbol. We navigated the busy streets and swam through the sea of people and hunted for places to eat. We were pressed for time and chose the first sit-down restaurant that looked sanitary. We chose a roasted chicken joint and sat down. Mediocre food, horrendous service (I swear, the waiter must have been deaf, blind and stupid) and an overall disappointment.
As we sat back and reflected on our month in South America, we both agreed we were ready to leave. We were tired of unrefrigerated beverages, terrible customer service, and bland carbohydrate-rich foods. We were ready for India!
Here's a quick little summary of the rollercoaster ride of South America:
New stuff I did while in South America (besides everything)
-Ate alpaca meat
-Drank Chicha Morada
-Ate guinea pig
- White water rafter... Twice
-Hiked Machu Picchu
-Smoked a Cuban cigar
-Ate sour cactus
-Bathed in a natural hot spring
-Lived without electricity
-Dressed like a Peruvian
-Danced like a Peruvian
-Got a stomach parasite
-Flew on Taca Airlines
-South American use the SMALLEST napkins known to man. They are made for teeny tiny dwarf fingers. Might as well have handed me a single square of toilet paper and told me to go to town.
-All over Peru and Bolivia there are more photocopy places than I have ever seen in my life. There is probably a 2 to 1 ratio of people to photocopy stores in both Peru and Bolivia. What the hell are they copying!?
-In Arequipa there are about two, very long blocks where every single store sells only eye glasses....every one.
-You never get your drink at the beginning of the meal, usually it's in the middle, if you're lucky to get it at all.
-Very few drinks (beer, soda, fruit juice) are ever served cold and none of them are ever served with ice.
-If you order a cafe con leche, (coffee with milk) you are given a full cup of milk and a tiny pitcher of concentrated coffee to mix yourself.
-The keyboards here are in Spanish, something that hadn't even crossed my mind, complete with different symbols and strange key placement. Some keys I couldn't find at all. So, please forgive my typos and sporadic lack of punctuation, I don't have much to work with.
- The only milk they use for anything and everything is evaporated milk.
-When buses say "direct" they actually mean "very indirect"
-Everything is designed for smaller people (bus seats, doorways, tables,etc) because Peruvians are so much smaller than Americans.
-Everyone beeps their horns for no reason and every reason.
All in all South America was a wonderful experience and I am so thankful that I got to go, but now it's on to India!
At 10:30 I boarded my plane and was off!