Quick update because I just arrived in Lima and I am ty-arrddddd.
I worked all weekend and then on Sunday after work I had some running around to do and last minute bits to pick up. When I got home Sunday evening I had to finish packing but that went smoothly. My friend Kaylie came over just for a quick visit before I left so she helped me with the minor finishing touches- these shades… or these shades?.. what about these?- naturally we settled on all. Then I set off on the first leg of my journey, Uxbridge to a fellow platform2 (http://www.myplatform2.com/) returnee’s place to kill time and I frantically tried to finish some reports for work but encountered some technical difficulties. My colleague is SO going to kill me. Luckily I am on the other side of the world so I have a few weeks of living yet.
3.30am we started getting ready to head to Heathrow. Sye dropped me off, I wish he was coming with me, it´d be so much fun! Alas, I am flying solo. My bags were fine, I was worried I would be over the 23kgs or whatever the limit was but it was all good. When I arrived at Schiphol airport, Amsterdam I regretted not packing the euros I had laying around in my room… duty free shoppinggggggg.. MAC 🙂 Its probably for the best. The flight from Amsterdam to Lima seemed never ending, just like the first time around, last year. I was in and out of sleep on that flight. I watched Due Date (Robert Downey Jr. & Zach Galifianakis), it was HI-larious! Everything else I attempted to watch I just fell asleep halfway through. I flew with KLM Royal Dutch Airlines, my first time with them and I would definitely recommend them and I’d use them again. Good service, friendly staff who remained polite and cheerful throughout the entire journey. Must also mention the hot towels, airlines still do that? Call me easy to please but I´m impressed by little touches like that. I also got my hot water bottle filled (my back has been killing me) so I was a happy, sleepy bunny.
When we landed there was a round of applause. It’s been a while since I’ve witnessed that, but I like it, it reminds me of returning home to Trinidad when I was younger 🙂 During the day I kept remembering that today is Carnival Monday and I was thinking about people on the road home in Trini. While I was waiting for my baggage I decided to listen to some sweet soca… no more fighting it. I’m not home but say what, I’m there in spirit. Well we know the effects of soca, I had to refrain from too much air wining (wining by myself) because although I’d already gone through immigration I still had to pass through customs, so plenty of time for them to detain me still if they thought I was crazy. I did spot two cuties that I thought might be good candidates to buss ah lil small wine on, but again detention, deportation all ah dat nah.
Coming out of arrivals, it was really weird being on my own this time, last year we were a group of about 30. As I waited for Zully to meet me I could feeling the fatigue really take over me, even keeping my eyes open was a chore. When she arrived we got a cab to hers and here I am now. We’re going to Pachacutec tomorrow and I just cannot wait to see my host family from last year and everyone else from the neighbourhood. My mum is on her last few days in Brazil and I’m really looking forward to her arrival here later this week. For now I desperately need some rest. Hot water finishes at 10pm and it’s just gone 9pm so I’m out.