Chapter 1 - Getting there

Chapter 1 - Getting there

5.12.12

The entire journey has been highlighted by unexpected surprises: on the way to get the bus, still in Castle Douglas, Tom's guitar started making an awful noise, a bit like a creaky bed on a horny night. Convinced that the guitar was broken, I was already calling Sam to get the guitar back before the bus would come, but it ended up that the guitar was still in working condition. You would have seen Tom's face when he realised his guitar was fine! He was celebrating this relief and playing the guitar on the pavement when the bus arrived.

6.12.12

After a 10 hours bus journey and some hours wandering London's streets, we arrived to the airport, go to check-in...where we realised that we were booked on different flights to Frankfurt! Oh well, it was only 1 hour an a half of our whole journey, it was OK, I could just wait for Tom in Frankfurt before getting the next flight to Santo Domingo. 10 hours later, we landed in Santo Domingo, just a break in the same plane before flying to Panama...Would have been too easy! Half way to Panama, after an hour, the driver announced a technical problem: we had to fly back to Santo Domingo! Once there, everyone had to get out of the plane, we waited for a good hour, got in the plane again, and finally fly to Panama. It was now too late for our flight to Lima, and we had to wait for AGES the time they would print new tickets for us! Once we had new tickets, we realised that we would be in the different flights again! Actually Tom's new ticket was for a flight that had just left, what a joke! So we waited 7 hours, Tom still had no ticket, I was unleashing my wrath to get Tom in the same flight than me, but nothing would help. He ended up flying 3 hours later, while I was waiting for him in Lima.

The good thing with all this mess, is that we had loads of time to meet very nice people. A couple of French guys travelling to see what would happen for the end of the world, a lovely German girl called Marie, who came to Peru for 6 months volunteering, and I could not carry on without speaking of Edgar! Edgar is German, he came to Peru for a 2 weeks trip, basically to meet a local girl, who broke up just after he bought his tickets! But nothing was stopping him from making the most of his trip. Such a strong guy!

7.12.12
We finally arrived in Lima, but too late to meet our couch-surfer, so we decided to follow Edgar to his hostel, the Loki hostel. Unfortunately, it was full, but Edgar offered us the blessing to share his room if we were OK to sleep on the floor. Of course we were! After such a long trip, anything would have suited us.