12 flights, 4 continents and one lost bag.

I am now in Lima waiting for my 'dos amigos' (as well as my bag) to arrive and join me ready for our trek to Machu Picchu. The knee hasn't given way for a few days, though I did just try and cross my legs and that is a no no, and while there is a dull ache in shoulder providing I have some clothes to wear this is going to be awesome


My last day in Easter Island was spent in a more relaxed attempting to do nothing atmosphere. I moved from the hotel I was in to a hostel nearer the airport but to be fair there was no need everything is walking distance.
But it was considerably cheaper- funnily enough when you are on a very remote island and lots of things have to be imported, nothing is cheap. My hostel cost $35 US and was a 4 bed room all to myself in the end. But dinner out generally costs between 40-60 USD.

The local gym
My swimming pool





Having moved accommodation I strolled into town visited the local gym and then sat down by one of the enclosed pool like areas and lay in the sun for a  while, before attempting to brave a dip in the water. Despite the apparent protection from the rocks it was still a struggle in the small waves for me to stand or bob.  I then returned to my favourite restaurant by the sea (La Kalenta) had a small lunch a wiled away the afternoon drinking Pisco Sour and watching people surf wishing I had all my limbs functioning.
Lady carrying a local bodyboard
 
Following that I returned to my hostel re-packed for my flight today to Lima including trying to get all my washing done and then went to a Japanese restuarant that is raved about on trip advisor. I can see why, I was presented with enough sashmi to sink a battle ship, the tuna was amazing

The evening was finished off by the start of Easter Islands 2 week festival – if I know what they were saying I would impart some knowledge!
A pretty dry blog I know but trying to rest as I am heading to Lima to catch up with my dos amigos ready to climb to Machu Picchu which I have heard many different tales of who will or won’t get affected by altitude sickness………

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