Alright, so now that I'm done playing catch-up, I'm going to try my best to post here every couple days.Since I posted last, Jacquie and I have left Ecuador behind us and moved onto Peru. The 8 hour night bus from Riobamba to Huaquillas (the Ecuadorian border city) was fairly easy going and uneventful?for the most part.The bus we took was the smoothest, most spacious and most comfortable bus I have been on in Ecuador and sleeping was no problem. Fortunately for us, the Jean Claude Van Dam action movie (another thing you can add to the "you know you're in Ecuador when?" list) wasn't working and was quickly turned off. Unfortunately for us they put on some random "horror" movie that was almost just as bad. Either way, within an hour or two we had both fallen asleep and weren't woken up until about 3am that morning when the bus was pulled over by the narcotics police for a routine inspection. They basically woke everyone up, kicked us off the bus, went through a few bags, checked everyone's passports and documents, determined that we weren't smuggling drugs, and let us back on the bus again. No big deal really, just a bit of an annoyance.At around 7:00am we arrived at the border between Peru and Ecuador. Now, I haven't seen many borders in my life, but I think it's pretty safe to say that this is one is absolutely ridiculous. Anyone can cross into either country no problem, or at least it seems. The Ecuadorian migration office is 3 km into Ecuador and the Peruvian migration office is 3 km inside Peru. Consequently there is a good 6 km in between both offices and absolutely nothing at the border?not even somone checking passports. After stopping at the Ecuadorian migration office the bus took us as far as the border but from there we had to find our own way. We walked across the border (kind of confused by the lack of border patrol) and after asking what the hell was going on, we were told we had to make our way to the Peruvian migration office. So we eventually got there, did all the paper work and were fine, but I'm still not totally sure what's stopping someone from illegally crossing the border into either country.Now before I continue I would like to send a big thanks to the Lonely Planet.Just before we reached Huaquillas I read up on the border crossing section and wow was it ever useful.They more or less warned us about everything we would need to know, including informal money exchangers (who seriously flock the streets, attacking anyone who looks like a Gringo) with their lies about Peruvian banks being closed for holidays, their fake money and sketchy exchange rates; the taxi drivers who are dead set on overcharging beyond belief (They tried to charge us $5 each.We only paid the Lonely Planet's recommended $2 after some heavy negotiation); the odd border layout with little or no controls at the border itself; and the general importance of getting to Tumbes (the first real city on the Peruvian side) before doing anything of importance. I must say that before reaching the border, this part of the journey was the part that made me the most nervous. It wasn't so much because of the border crossing as it was because we have no travel guide for Peru until we meet up with Preeti tomorrow. Fortunately, however, the crossing went smooth and now we are some what unexpectedly in Mancora, a beach town 2 hours south of Tumbes where we have been enjoying the sun, the food and our sketchy hostel (that we got for 5 soles each) ever since. Tonight we're going to get onto a bus and start the 18 hour trip to Lima where we will meet Preeti tomorrow afternoon. The plan is to spend one night at Juanca's house (a friend from Pearson) in Lima before heading north again to Trujillo for a couple days. And of course, I'll keep you posted on how it all goes. Thanks for reading.