we have arrived in lima. after a surprisingly comfortable 12-hour flight (no we were not bumped up to business but we can sleep like babies anywhere), we arrived to the smell of the pacific ocean. to me it also smelled like fried fish but i think thats because in my mind the two smells are inextricably linked together (and also stem from somewhere in larnaca)
the illusion of exoticism is still there but we will see how long it lasts. our fantastic breakfast tea turned out to be canela y clovo! cono thought it might ve been more like a hundred-year old inca blend not a teabag.
I'm always equally disappointed and reassured to find PG Tips in far flung corners
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