In Lima, there was confusion regarding my checked bag. At LAX they said it was checked through to Arequipo. The Lima locals knew better. Had to check in again after customs and picking up my checked bag.
Arrived in Lima at midnight. It was warm and humid with no place to comfortably sit unless I wanted to lay in the hall ways with local travelers. A brutal five hour layover.
After twenty-eight hours with no sleep I arrived in Arequipa about 0630. Even though I was dead tired the five mile cab ride woke me right up. There’s nothing better than an Inca cab driver to get your blood pumping. I’m assuming the Inca bloodlines: He was fearless.