In the morning I walked around the area surrounding Barranco Backpackers Hostel where I stayed the night. Fresh into a new country I was intrigued by everything around me. The streets, the people, the taxis everything was exciting and new. I walked for 45 minutes and headed back to the hostel to catch a taxi.

When I arrived at The Point hostel, I was suprised at the space. It was like its own little world behind an iron gate in a city. I checked in toured the scene. There was several rooms along a hallway leading into a big room with tables and a huge TV. From there you could go into a large bar with a pool table or outside into a tropical garden with a cafe, tables, hammocks, computers and more rooms. I went to my room of 12 beds and fell asleep. I awoke around 8pm and went to the bar. I sat down a friendly Isreali guy asked what he could make me. I asked for a Peruvian Cervasa, whatever he recommened. I sparked up a conversation with the girl sitting next to me that would grow into an amazing night. The girl´s name was Rachel and she had been travelling around South America for 9 months solo and had visited and spent time in every country so far. She told me stories and we laughed and chatted and had a great time. a couple beers and drinks later we had everyone in the bar gathered around our intense game of doubles pool. It was me and the Isreali (I can´t spell or pronounce his or the guy from India names but they were good friends for the two days) against Rachel and a guy from India. We ended up losing on the 8 ball so had to buy the round of baby guniesses. They are soo good. Rachel got the hicups and swares by the only method she grew up with in the UK to get rid of them. She stood up on a chair in the middle of the bar with her hands in the air exlaiming, ¨HARD BOILED EGGS, HARD BOILED EGGS, HARD BOILED EGGS!¨it was sooo hilarious. She says that it is just so humiliating that by the end of it your hicups are gone. And so they were. We partied and hungout until about 3am when I when to bed. I woke up around noon the next day feeling a bit hungover but okay to walk around. I had some breakfast at the cafe and set out for a walk around Barranco (suberb of Lima). Barranco is next to Miraflores on the coast of Lima. It was overcast and there was no one on the beach so I walked along to running/biking path through Miraflores and a bit of the streets. I was feeling tired so I returned to the hostel for another nap.

That night was quieter and Rachel had left early in the morning. I hung out with a cute couple from Wales, two guys from Ireland, a girl from Japan and others from the UK. We drank and visited, had a great time getting to know eachother and I went to sleep early, around 2am.

The next morning I packed up, said good bye and took a taxi to the airport. I got there early but the line to pay the departure taxi was about an hour long so I got worried about my flight. I ran to the gate just in time to board and fell asleep for the hour and a half trip.