Monday morning was the beginning of the end for me, as I started my long journey home back to the US. Catching a plane out of Buenos Aires at 6:30 in the morning (meaning no sleep that night), I suddenly found myself in the bustling, very "South American" city of Lima, Peru. I say "South American," because while being in Argentina and especially Buenos Aires, it's so incredibly easy to forget where you are. Lima is a combination like any old, large Latin American city, full of modern businesses and colonial architecture, great little local restaurants and suspiciously abdundant KFC/Pizza Hut joints. By day, the old cathedrals, government buildings, and plazas show off their beautifully ornate craftsmanship, but by night, they are lit up in truly amazing fashion, giving the old buildings a brilliant new energy
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