getting to huraz...

Apparanlty the boarding call for our seats had been broadcast several times already. So when we approached the counter with our boarding passes we got a stern look and were pointed to the direction where we should be. After boarding we took our seats at opposite ends of the plane, thanks again adventure world.

Mid flight i went from slightly hung over to 'holy crap im going to be sick all over the person infront if i dont find a bag'. I managed to last out the flight though later i would realise this was the start of something very ugly. Chris, on the other hand almost didnt make his flight. He had an arguement over seating with one of the flight attendants, who insisted that the man with a hand written seat number on his boarding pass had more right to chris's seat than he did.

The delays of out flight ment that we had little over 20 minutes to make the 35 minute taxi ride to the bus station before our bus departed. we told our driver of the situation who raised his hand and in broken english said 'yes, i micheal schumacker'. While i didnt doubt his abilities it was the car that i was worried about as we drove around lima like a bat out of hell.

True to his word he was a great driver but we were sill 10 mintues late. Now, once at the bus station our the next challenge was to find our bus. After asking around we found a girl who spoke a bit of english, who told us that our bus would be here soon. This was good news as the tickets were 30us each and i didn't want to inquire about a refund.

The bus rolled in and we were directed, to our surprise and amusement, to the first class cabin where we found large leather loungers and our home for the next 8 hours.