06 Abril - Lima, Ata Vitarte I was able to make a friend on the airplane, and she ended up walking me through customs, taking me in a taxi, and giving me a sofa to sleep on. My plane got in around 11:30 at night. So there I was, in a foreign country for the first time, with little of the native language to help me. My friend, Delia, tells me she is afraid for me, that there are taxi drivers here that will take you around the corner and mug you and that all of them will rip you off seeing that you are a gringo and presumably rich and gullible. She was right, they were even trying to scam her. Delia lives in Phoenix with her 10-month-old son and her husband lives here in
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