¡Buenos Dias!
I have arrived in Lima after almost 18 hours of travel, 4 airports, 3 countries, and 2 continents. My trip got off to an interesting start in Mexico City when I went to the check in counter at the gate to make sure I didn´t have to check in again (I saw everyone lining up at the counter and got a little worried). I was told that I needed to pass through immigration and have them stamp my immigration card or I couldn´t board the plane...What???? I didn´t technically enter Mexico because I was still in the airport and I didn´t remember having to do this on previous travels. Oh yeah, the plane was boarding in 10 minutes! So I ran to immigration trying to fill out my card as I go, luckily there wasn´t a line and only one person in front of me. Of course it took 10 minutes for the next agent to become available and what seemed like another 10 for them to process my passport. So then I run back to the gate, thinking "great, I´m going to get stuck in Mexico City´s airport until tomorrow". I make it to the gate, only to sit there for 40 minutes until they boarded the plane! All that running for nothing. And the airport in Mexico City is small, I think Louisville´s rinky dink airport is bigger than Mexico City´s. If you´re taller than 6 feet your going to hit your head on the ceiling there as well. Oh and if you´re wandering through the airport wondering what the tequila tastes like....have no fear, they offer samples!
So I arrive in Lima and make my way through immigration, baggage claim, customs to the hoards of men standing on the other side of the police barracade with hundreds of names on sticks (these are the taxi driver´s picking up passengers) How in the world was I going to find my name. Let me back up, it is highly recommended when you arrive in Lima to have a taxi prearranged to pick you up, this can be done by making reservations through a hotel and they will confirm a taxi. Apparently if you don´t prearrange you run the risk of being mugged by a poser cab driver. OK so fast forward to me arriving at midnight to the swarms of names on sticks and drivers....So I walk through the doors and to my luck, my name was plastered on the stand of the Green Taxi company - spelled two different ways, it was very amusing. Nycole Cyssle...interesting spelling. So they were very excited to meet me and hand me off to man #1 who is talking on the radio. We walk outside, where more swarms of men are trying to get you to take their taxi, and I get handed off to man #2, and by the way neither man says in English or Spanish please follow this man. I then walk further and am handing off to man #3 (all men are wearing offical looking badges that say Green Taxi so I wasn´t too worried). I´m then ushered into a cab and man #3 walks off. After a few minutes, man #4 tries to get me to go into his cab, then man #3 comes back and says sorry, this cab please. I then have to switch cabs and am embarrassed Aussie apologizes for stealing my cab. So I´m ushered into a 2nd cab and man #5 gets in and asks ¿Adonde? I then have a very interesting conversation in Spanish with the cab driver for the 35 minute ride to my hotel.
So what are my impressions of Lima? Dirty, Dirty, Dirty. I have finished breakfast and am going to check out some catacombs and maybe the national museum. My cab driver on the way here was just chatting away to me in spanish, I could only make out about every three words. I did understand him when he told me to lock the door because we were driving through an unsafe neighborhood, but not to worry Miraflores (the neighborhood I am staying) is very safe. My spanish is so going to improve after this trip.
So which way does the water flush south of the equator, well I forgot to check so I´ll have to remember to do that. It is supposed to be opposite in the Northern Hemisphere yes? Your homework assigment is to check and let me know :)
Adios para ahora. I will write more exciting information later.
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SOUND LIKE FUN
so, which way does it flush? how are the men? how is the beer?
Just an urban legend. Toilets are manufactured to flush one way or another.
Good for people to know.
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