Monday, February 11, 2002
We begin our journey by dropping the dog off at camp, driving to Atlanta, and taking MARTA to the airport. We got there plenty early for our 4:50 p.m. flight because we didn't know what security would have in store for us since 9/11. Atlanta Hartsfield Airport security was good. They detected the foil on Tom's pack of cigarettes, the metal on his lighter; they opened my bag, and they checked my shoes for bombs. The flight was uneventful, just like we'd hoped.
On arrival at Lima's Jorge Chavez Airport, we breezed through customs and immigration, then encountered a madhouse. It looked like everyone in Lima had turned out to greet the arriving passengers with offers of a taxi ride or hotel accommodations. What a zoo! Not really what one wants to deal with at 11:30 p.m. after a full day of travel. Luckily, we had arranged a room for the night with a Belgian guy, Jean-Paul, who has a hostel, SafeInLima, in the neighboring town of Barranco, and he was there at the airport waiting for us.
Our room at SafeInLima was very comfortable and had a balcony with a hammock. We picked the brain of our host for a couple of hours, then Tom and I stayed up until 3:00 a.m. enjoying the night air and celebrating our arrival in South America.
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