Peru Trip Day 3
The day that started
Thursday
seemed to never end.
Arrived in Lima 525 AM.
Mike the missionary met
us there in Lima.
We ate an early lunch
and met a woman from Iquitos.
She was an artist and a
cultural dancer.
One of our ladies
spokes Spanish to her.
She was sweet and gave
us hugs
and a kiss on the cheek
before she left.
We arrived as Peruvians
readied for Independence Day.
Indigenous dancers
entertained us
while we stood in a
long line.
The “special needs”
line went ahead of us,
but they weren’t all
special needs.
If we had to stand any
longer,
we’d become those with “special
needs.”
I tried to think
“And that’s just the
way I like it,”
but there’s a
difference
between a positive
attitude
and stupidity.
After three hours,
we finally made it
through.
Arrived in Iquitos
which was sauna-like.
We were blessed to have
AC at the hotel.
Small room with 2
single beds.
Mike said to not flush
toilet paper! Eeks.
Iquitos a mixture of
old and run down and new.
Lots of motorcycles and
the continual buzz of mototaxis,
with lots of horn
honking.
Roommate and I tried to
figure out adaptors,
but ran out of time.
Walked quite a ways
to get a great Chinese
meal,
but a lot of leftovers
wasted.
Butterscotch ice cream
and murals.
Jerry showed me his
daughter’s art.
Orientation meeting
that I couldn’t hear well
It was getting late.
After thirty-some hours
of traveling
and all that walking,
I just wanted to go to
bed.
First, we got gadgets charging.
It turned out,
we didn’t need adapters.
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