Published: July 16th 2012July 16th 2012
Hello, or as the locals say, hola (I didn't spend all that time learning Spanish for nothing you know) from Lima. Where, as the heading implies, I'm having a nice lie down. Bloody knackered... And fair enough too I think - I've done a lot of international travel this week.
After being reminded of the concept by Mrs Clarke, I thought that perhaps a blog would be a good idea, to keep all you Karen-fans (or do you prefer Kaz-fans?) up to date on my exploits. However, being as I'm too knackered to go to use the hostel computer, i'm actually writing this ony iPod, which will get very boringvery soon. Don't judge me on this one. I promise I'll be more amusing when I can see straight.
The weather has been following me it seems, With both Miami and Lima being rather damp. Not that I saw any more of Muami but the airport and the Everglades out the plane window. I thought I'd regret not nipping into Miami, a cOmbination of time, tiredness, rain and a total lack of information at the airport prevented me from trying to hard. A blessing in disguise as my boredom in the airport led to me what's appinf Hannah, who pointed out that instead of hanging suspiciously around the entrance to the American Airlines Admirals Club to steal their wi-fi, I could probably just use my Qantas club card to go in and use it legitimately. Genius. So I got a bit tipsy on free Bud, and had to pay for some horrible food (despite the full nutritional info provided on the menu, there was little relationship between the description and the product... It was no Qantas club I'll tell you)
Anyway, the flight was painful..I gave up my nice window seat to some familysome family. Bit bloody cheeky - they were sat in a three seat row, mum dad and son, but only one of them was in the row, so they basically waited for me and the othe legitimate seat holder to come along, and then guilted us into giving up our seats. So after a 9 hour flight and a 7 hour wait, I was shoved in a middle seat for my final flight. I'd like to say that it was ok though as I felt warm and fuzzy inside for having done a good thing for my fellow man by giving up my seat, but who am I kidding - I'm still pissed off now! :)
So one of the many problems with writing on this thing is that I can't see what I've written. I suspect it's even more nonsensical thannut usual gibberish. Well done you for labouring through it. You can have a badge from Karen-fan club xxx