Flying to Lima

I rise at 6:40. Pack up all my shit and am in an Uber by 7:25.

I don't bother with breakfast in the hotel. I want to make a quick getaway.

It's not a long ride to the airport. Only 20 minutes or so. The traffic isn't too ridiculous, it being a Sunday. Which is a relief.  The city’s streets really weren’t designed for the current volume of traffic.

I get to the check-in desk just before 8. My flight is just after 11. There's no staff there. After hanging around for a while, I realise that they probably won't open check in until 2 hours before departure.

Handily, there's a small cafe adjacent, where I can keep an eye on check in. I order a mango juice and a beef empanada. It's a full half litre of juice. The empanada is a different shape to the ones I've had elsewhere in South America. Like a stretch version. But pretty good. The juice is dead good. I love mango juice.

I troll over to the check in around 9 and go in the oldie queue. I say queue, I'm the only one there. It’s not the busiest airport in the world. There are only four gates.

All the airport formalities go pretty quickly and I'm soon sitting at the gate. With a fruit juice and fizzy water that I buy airside. While I wait, I look at stuff on my phone.

The planet boards quickly and we leave a little early. Which is always good. The flight is uneventful, other than the bog being the smallest I've seen. I can only just about squeeze in.

My bag is on the carousel by the time I get there. Another win. Just before the exit, there are some nice young ladies who arrange taxis. Which is what I do. I'm lead outside and plonk into a taxi. That was easy.

It's quite a drive to my hotel in Miroflores. Around 45 minutes. And this is a Sunday. Best leave plenty of time for the ride to the airport tomorrow.

Some of the drive is along the coast. It’s not exactly scenic. Both the sea and sky are a murky grey. There doesn’t seem to be much of a beach. It’s very different to Rio.

My room is massive. Quite a contrast with Arequipa. I settle in and fire up the internet. And write this bollocks. Now it's pisco time.

I only have a little pisco left. Time to go shopping. The internet tells le there's a convenience store an 8-minute walk away. That'll do. When I leave the hotel, I see there's actually an Oxxo directly over the road. Which is where I go. And buy pisco, crisps and cola.

Later I nip over the road to La Antojería for my tea. I can't be arsed to travel very far. And there isn't a brewery or beer pub close by. It's a very small meal. As I'm not very hungry. I have a Pilsen with it.

Back in my room, I start having problems connecting to the wifi. Well, the internet. I can get to the wifi but not the internet. Fuck. Not this problem again. After various fiddling, I ask Andrew about setting up a hotspot on my phone. That works, thankfully.

Being knacked, I don't stay up late. Pisco being my bedtime chum.



La Antojería
Av. Angamos Oeste 691, 
Miraflores 15074.
https://www.laantojeria.pe/