Lima is far, far away from absolutley everything. I´ve been stuck here for three nights because the only buses out clashed with the football. The break before the semi-final is my chance to escape.
After my most recent bus experience, I´m taking the recommendation of the hostel and using a pleasant bus company. The morning is simply a case of burning time, and maintaining a minimal and basic diet of simple, slow moving foods.
In the early afternoon. I´m on an eighteen hour bus up to Mancora. I was aiming for Ecuador, but the schedule for that twenty-six hour bus isn´t in my favour.
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