sfo was truly a scene of hellish incompetence-a perfect showcase for the us’s total dependence on computers. Power outage = computer outage = massive, and when I say massive, I mean the line was 3 hours minimum-to check in, and we only had 2. after 1 hour in line, we got to the ‘oh shit’ point. The ‘oh shit’ point is where one is walking from where one would normally check in, following the line backwards to a corner where one assumes the end of the line to be. Upon rounding said corner, one sees that the line continues over the horizon. And that was the beginning of our urep trip. By the by, I discovered that urep sounds like Europe.
Lax wasn’t too bad. We had 4 hours to wait so we drowned it in krispy kreme, nachos, and margaritas y cerveza.
At the far south end of Cusco, after searching in for instant rice...
The flight on LAN Chile was amazing. It was the epitome of technology. Personalized screens on the back of each seat. The first class automatons lost out on the deal-they had to share one (albeit it was 8 times bigger) screen for every two bedseats. 3 movies in ascending order of goodness: spy games staring jingoistic land monkeys, oceans 11 staring 11 idiots and a beautiful mind staring a host of varying talents. The food was very good for 37,000 ft and 680mph.
The Lima Airport, which is all we managed to see of magestic Lima, in all its bustling glory-at least for the 1st twenty minutes as we breezed custums-was a bit of a trial. Our bags managed to make it onto our plane at sfo and come spitting out in Lima just after our passports were stamped. We green-lighted customs and were promptly accosted by smiling attractive girls offering help. We were snookered by Jimmy Travel Agent. Fortunately we held onto our wallets long enough to avoid his machu picchu trip, but we didmanage to buy tickets of questionable authenticity for the cusco-arequipa flight. This brings us to 1:00 in the AM with 5 hours until our flight to cusco.
