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Sedgley - Lima (23 March)
So this should have been easy, getting a 2am coach from Dudley bus station to Heathrow for the 7.25 flight. But what do you know the coach breaks down on the M4. Well actually it doesnt break down, the windscreen wipers break, when its not raining, but apparently we cant continue and will have to wait an hour for a bus. So i s*** myself, worried that I´ll miss check-in so miss the connecting flight from Madrid as well. Eventually the coach arrived at 6.10, I ran across the airport to Terminal 3. Managed to get on the flight ok, although I was sat next to the US BMX team who were a group of unadulterated douche-bags. At Madrid I had a couple of hours to kill so had a dece Henry J Beans burger and then boarded the Lima flight. The flight wasnt full so I bagged a four seat row to myself and made a sweet bed out of all the blankets and cushions. Sleep didnt happen so I sacked it off and started boozing. Iberia are kind enough to provide free drinks so I had a few beers, bottles of vino tinto and even some champagne, perfecting the art of ordering bevs in spanish. After a long flight I arrived in Lima at about 7pm, got my bag and was met by a driver from Hostel Kokopelli. It was pitch black outside and incredibly humid so I was sweating like a b**** in jeans and a jumper. As soon as I got to the hostel I dumped my bags in the dorm, and headed straight to the bar. I thought I would need to sample the local beverages so had a couple of Cusqueñas and Pisco Sours which are cocktails made from Peruvian brandy (Pisco), egg whites and lime juice. Having not slept in 40 hours I then took myself off to bed and at passed out.
So this should have been easy, getting a 2am coach from Dudley bus station to Heathrow for the 7.25 flight. But what do you know the coach breaks down on the M4. Well actually it doesnt break down, the windscreen wipers break, when its not raining, but apparently we cant continue and will have to wait an hour for a bus. So i s*** myself, worried that I´ll miss check-in so miss the connecting flight from Madrid as well. Eventually the coach arrived at 6.10, I ran across the airport to Terminal 3. Managed to get on the flight ok, although I was sat next to the US BMX team who were a group of unadulterated douche-bags. At Madrid I had a couple of hours to kill so had a dece Henry J Beans burger and then boarded the Lima flight. The flight wasnt full so I bagged a four seat row to myself and made a sweet bed out of all the blankets and cushions. Sleep didnt happen so I sacked it off and started boozing. Iberia are kind enough to provide free drinks so I had a few beers, bottles of vino tinto and even some champagne, perfecting the art of ordering bevs in spanish. After a long flight I arrived in Lima at about 7pm, got my bag and was met by a driver from Hostel Kokopelli. It was pitch black outside and incredibly humid so I was sweating like a b**** in jeans and a jumper. As soon as I got to the hostel I dumped my bags in the dorm, and headed straight to the bar. I thought I would need to sample the local beverages so had a couple of Cusqueñas and Pisco Sours which are cocktails made from Peruvian brandy (Pisco), egg whites and lime juice. Having not slept in 40 hours I then took myself off to bed and at passed out.
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