We went down to our gate at 10 PM, stopping to grab a Nathan’s Hot Dog on the way to boarding our 757, a far inferior plane to the 777, and got our business class seats, this time next to each other. We took off at midnight and were immediately offered a full three course meal of which we only took the soup which was excellent: a carrot soup with chopped onions, jalapeños and cilantro. The rest of the menu looked great too, but it was, after all, by that time 1 AM!
We managed to get a little sleep before we landed in Lima at 4:25AM and stumbled off the plane and into the almost empty airport, through immigration and to baggage pickup. Since we had boarded in First Class, our bags were red tagged and Bob got his quickly, but almost everyone was gone and mine hadn’t appeared…or so we thought. Finally over in a corner I spotted a pile of red-tagged bags and there mine was! First Class regulars would have probably figured that out more quickly!
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| Pastel de Choclo |
We got up at 10:30 this morning feeling quite recovered and went down to explore the hotel which is a pretty small: one small bar and a 24-hour restaurant. We went in for a light lunch and found a terrific menu. I had Pastel de Choclo, corn pie - a corn & cheese custard surrounded by grilled shrimp, tomatoes and peanut huancaina sauce. Really great! Bob had Sopa Picante de Longostinos, a delicious spicy shrimp soup.
Bob had a need for a life bird by that time. The airport is located near Callao, Peru’s big shipping port that contains a large fort built in 1747, and La Punta, a long sand spit filled with large brightly colored houses, fishing boats and beach parks. We got a taxi to drive us out there and the nice driver gave us a great tour, walking us out on the malecón, a promenade overlooking a bay formed by rugged offshore islands that was crammed with birds. We saw thousands birds wheeling and diving, consisting of large Peruvian Pelicans, gulls, cormorants, boobies and the very lovely Inca Tern, a black tern with red beak and legs, a white trailing edge to its wings and white face tufts- spectacular and a life bird! On the way back the driver stopped by the fort so we could walk around it and through the truly bizarre Police Park - a nicely landscaped park with winding paths and benches and full of police cars and tanks and models of police in riot gear! We enjoyed sunny cool weather as the morning fog gradually cleared.
At six we went to the tiny crowded bar and had our first Pisco Sours (the national drink of Peru) of the trip and a plate of roasted chocla (giant white corn kernels). We had another terrific meal in the restaurant of mushroom risotto for me and walnut-stuffed chicken breasts over a different mushroom risotto for RRZ and then split a flan de coco for dessert.
We ran into John Rowlett who informed us that we are all meeting in the lobby at 7:30 AM with bags, ready to go, for our 8:45 flight to Tarapoto.



