Lima Travel Blog› entry 3 of 115 › view all entries
I´m very pleased you can´t see me now. I´m scarlet from rampant sunburn. Oh dear. I guess that´s Lesson One - don´t underestimate the power of the South American sun. I did, it hurts, I look like someone has slapped me around the face repeatedly with a big fish. I won´t do it again.
Anyway, we´re here in Lima, after a 23 hour odyssey from Heathrow via Madrid (nice airport, crap toilets)during which we had pretty much no sleep. We were picked up from the airport by the hostel´s taxi driver of choice, Ricardo, who propelled us beeping, singing and swerving through the dark city streets.
The traffic here appears to be a bit, well, mental.
The strangest thing of all though is that, despite the anything goes attitude, the whole traffic system seems to work and, although burdened by lengthy queues, pollution, dust, dirt and constant noise the city (7 million strong) keeps moving.
Lima is merely an appetiser for Ecuador. Tomorrow, after we´re woken early by the noise from the building site next door (strangely not mentioned on the hostel´s web info) we´re hoping to snaffle a cheap flight at the airport, but knowing my bargaining skills the discount will be a big fat zero.