Lima is a good place for a Ross reunion

Alright, sorry it has taken so long. Maybe I over estimated my desire to keep thinking about this trip.

First stop was Lima. We got there late. Kenneth was already in the room. He didn't pack shampoo, soap, or toothpaste - some random trifecta of things that seemed important. He had just returned from the store though, where he bought those things. This, at right, was our room. Now look, I'd never stayed in a hostel before, understand? Once, when staying in a perfectly fine hotel in Toronto, I whined so much my Mom moved us to a nicer hotel. I know, I'm a brat I guess. Anyway, this spartacus room to the right is where we were the first two nights. It was fine, right? I was just glad to have my sleepsheet, that's all.

We didn't really "do" much in Lima. We went to the beach, but it is a rocky beach, not a sandy one, and it is winter in Peru, not summer. But here are the three guys near the beach.

Instead of seeing sites, we went to a fancy lunch. Carlos picked us up, we dined by the ocean, we ate ceviche and other tasty things. See...

Carlos was a great host. He took us to lunch. He drove us around after lunch. He took us to his house before dinner. He drove us around after that. And then he took us to dinner. What a guy. In addition to dining with he and his wife, we were also joined by an incoming Ross MBA, Cristian, and his fiancee. The changing of the guard almost.

And that was pretty much Lima. Came in one night. Ate the next day. Went to sleep around midnight. And woke up 3 or 4 hours later to catch our flight to Cusco. We should have spent the entire 31 days like this - eat good food, get driven around, and sleep. Instead, we kept up the insane moving from place to place! Doh!