Well well, after about 2 million hours of flying we finally made it to Lima, via Sydney, Auckland and Santiago. As some of you may know sitting still is not one of my strengths so I found the flights pretty uncomfortable. Anyway we finally arrived in Lima and had a litle man from the hostel pick up us which was great. When we got into his car he hid our packs under a blanket and made us hide our back packs under the seats just in case we got attacked at traffic lights. This freaked us out so we went straight to the hostel and then to bed (fair enough though it was late). With this lovely impression of Lima fresh in our minds, we went stright to a bus station, and using our recently learned Spanish (2 million hour worth on the plane trip) we got tickets out of Lima.
