Day 101-103: Election, Connecting Flights and Lima

Day 101 was 9th November 2016, which will be remembered as a very shitty day for politics according to half the Americans who voted and most Europeans who listened in on the events. Seeing as this is being published more than two weeks after the event, there’s not much to say about it that hasn’t been said. I just hope that everyone learns a few lessons about it now as, on the day, every news channel I watched came across as incredibly arrogant and far too sure of themselves. It ain’t over till it’s over right?

We spent most of the evening at the Airport and found out the result just before departing for South America. I don’t know exactly what I was expecting – flipping of tables, screaming, crying – but I did expect more than the minimal reaction I saw. I guess everyone just had to continue on with their flights and the world doesn’t stop turning.

As far as our flights were concerned, we had three to catch over the course of the evening, with a very tight schedule to do so. We made it, but only just. My terrible Spanish came in handy as in both Guadalajara and Mexico City airport, we had to explain that we needed to make the next flight immediately after each connection kept putting our bags on the conveyor belts, making us go through check-in and security again. We celebrated finally arriving in Lima by having a long-overdue wee and walking as slowly as possible to the taxis.

I wish I could tell you more about Lima, but all we know about it is from the two taxi rides we took from the airport and to our Peru Hop pick-up destination. Both were an eye opener! Full sized busses did here what small cars wouldn’t dare in the UK! And lanes – what lanes?! I feel like a driving test in Peru must go something like this:

“The first rule is there are no rules, now put your foot down!”.

The next day, we began our journey through Peru with a bus company called Peru Hop. I would 100% recommend this company, as they take so much stress away from planning your trip and ensure that you see as many awesome sites as you with ease and safety. On top of this, all of the guides speak English for us gringos, which really comes in handy when you want to learn about the places you’re visiting. The bus took us to have breakfast and to various spots to sight see before stopping in Paracas for lunch.

Paracas is a quaint, seaside town which has one (that I know of) amazing pull for tourists. It has a small island cluster (can’t remember the name for a cluster of islands) just off the coast, which is considered to be the “poor man’s Galapagos”. There was nothing poor about it; it was teaming with life! Penguins, Sea Lions, Pelicans, and that’s just the animals I can remember the name of.


These carvings are mystical apparently. They have no way of identifying who did them or how old they are. Some assume they could be thousands of years old, which I have a hard time believing but, seeing as they have no rainfall here, it may be true.


Before we left, I had the perfect opportunity to post with some of the penguins. You’ll have to take my word for it, because I forgot to zoom out.


After that, we went to do some Pisco Sour tasting before making our way to Huacachina, where we would be spending the night. Pisco Sour is like a national drink of Peru, and in the right cocktail is really good!



Huacachina is an incredible town, which is essentially an oasis in the middle of a desert, as massive sand dunes surround the place. The Peruvians here came to a very clever conclusion that the best thing to do with gringos is to shuttle them up and down these sand dunes at terrific speed. It’s a weird situation to be in, where you don’t completely trust the driver, but you have no choice but to relax and hope he isn’t going to flip the buggy. If I hadn’t been to the loo beforehand, I would have definitely gone to the loo inside the buggy once we got going!


Having only been in South America for less than 24 hours, we’d seen lots of wildlife, nearly died in a variety of vehicles and travelling had definitely gone up a gear. It was amazing! We knew entering SA that as far as travelling was concerned, this would be it. And so far it was completely living up to its expectations, and I felt passionate about being in a different country again.


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