Lovely candy-cane colored sky over Lima on the way in.
The hostel organized a pick-up from the airport, so the journey in was pretty painless.
Got regaled by a love triangle tale by my driver, Ms M. She got a call from her ex-boyfriend as we pulled away. When the call ended, she told me all about how she was still in love with him but he moved away from Lima up north to Chiclayo. They broke up as the long-distance thing didn’t work for them but she still carries a torch for him. Then she got another call and this time informed me that that was from her husband, who she has 2 kids with and who seemed to have a sixth sense about whether she’d been speaking to the ex. Apparently, hubby is very possessive and so she has the ex listed as Cassandra on her phone in case he calls when hubby is in close proximity to the phone. Gave me a right chuckle lol
So I get to the hostel wayyy past midnight. I’d booked in for a dorm bed but then opted to upgrade to a ‘private’ room so I could rummage around without waking anyone else up. After unpacking, I decide to nip to the loo and I can't get out. I shout, I bang on the door and finally set off the alarm on my pedometer but no one hears me.
The hostel is a pretty huge old building with high domed ceilings and open air corridors … if it was in the UK it’d probably be classified as a 'Listed' building. Anyway, my room is way back and away from reception, so it dawns on me eventually that no one was heading my way anytime soon lol So, I clambered up the dresser, levered myself up to the window ledge (which was about 8ft off the floor) and jumped out into the corridor to go get help lol
The door could not be fixed, so I’ve been upgraded (at no cost) to a premier suite aka a 3-bed dorm that I get to keep all to myself lol
