Layovers

The Golden Age of airport travel is most certainly behind us.  The elegance is gone.  The basic human decency is hit or miss.  Regardless, we spent today moving ourselves and our selected possessions from Dallas to Miami to Lima.  Our Miami layover was long enough for mojitos and empanadas, which are always a good idea.  Cas and I even made room in our day for a quick game of cribbage on his little, fold-up cribbage board.  

We’ve just walked into our Lima hotel right across from the airport.  The plan is to refresh a little, maybe grab a bite or a quick beverage and recharge both ourselves and our devices before our trip to the Amazon River tomorrow.  Tonight is basically a layover in a hotel.  

We’ve pre-treated some hiking pants and a pair of long sleeved, button down shirts with mosquito repellent spray.  We have to dig out our hiking boots and our binoculars.  It’s time for a little bit of adventure.  We were apparently the first to arrive, so the representative from the tour company gave us the low-down.  Our group for the Amazon adventure will be just ten people, and we’ll meet them all in the hotel lobby tomorrow morning after breakfast.  

I can’t linger long- I just wanted to hop on here and say we’ve arrived safely, and are in dire need of a pair of Pisco Sours.  The Pisco Sour is apparently to Peru what the Aperol Spritz is to Italy and Sangria is to Spain.  It’s just what you do here.  Who am I to argue?  

Also, we don’t have any photos in this thing just yet, but Cas has created Our Photo Album, and I wanted to drop the link here.  There will be lots and lots of photos when there’s more to look at than an airport- I promise!  

See you tomorrow from Iquitos!