Hotel bars

Are hilarious and the same wherever you go.

Modern furniture that’s bordering on uncomfortable to sit and definitely a struggle to stand.

Drinks that are overpriced, have fancy sounding names, and are generally weak on the booze.

But we had a hotel. And a free drink. And it was close to the airport. So I call that a big fucking win!

Up at 5 am for two flights, three airports, layovers spent searching for open outlets and gate agents, and in bed by 11pm in Lima exhausted–but we made it!

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