SEPTEMBER 26 - FLIGHTS HOME

Hi
Just in case you have a look at our blog again, I'm putting down some notes as we are sitting in Lima airport on the way home.

First, I have to add a few photos.  This is another one of Celestina, as she was coming up to see us after we bought her table runner.  She has a big smile on her face.  We really hope we helped make her day by buying her beautiful handiwork.

So, this is the day we have to get our flights home.  The boxes and bags are packed and down at reception.  We have a couple of hours to kill, so we heading for Mercado San Pedro, the market down the street.









The place is a complete madhouse.  Vendors everywhere, all hollering at you and wanting you to buy stuff.  We stayed away from the textiles and looked about in the food aisles.  Here are some photos.

Here's a veggie display.  One lady was displaying many (20?) types of corn, but plunked right in the middle was a sign "Photo for Tips" so we passed by.

   
They group the vendors together.  Here's part of the bread aisle.

 On to the cheese aisle.  I bought a piece of cheese. It was good, but was a soft type.  I was hoping for a hard, ripened cheese.

Another veggie display.





I missed the meat aisle.  The way they process and display their meat is a bit scary, so its just as well we missed it.




Off to the airport and right into another "adventure."  We are at the check-in counter at 12:30 for our 5 pm flight.  The attendant suggests we take an earlier flight as it will ensure we miss the possible afternoon fogs in Cusco.    We agree - now the adventure starts.  Something is 'goofy' with our tickets and she can't change them.  She fights with her computer for 1/2 hour, then disappears for another 15 minutes.  When she comes out she is victorious, except the flight we now have is boarding and we are late.  Rush about, find out they have changed the gate without telling us and we are last to board, with 5 minutes to spare after being paged by the gate attendant.

Did our bags and  bikes  make it?  An hour later we find out.  YES!!!!  Everything, including us is in Lima.  

So, we are sitting in the airport hotel bar, sipping (very yummy!) Pisco Sours, killing time for another 3 hours until the Air Canada check-in opens.

My last photo.  I took a stealth photo of an apron with a Pisco sour recipe on it.  I  promise to translate it an practice until I master the art of the Pisco Sour!