Some funny experiences as we ventured into Peru!
07.07.2010 - 08.07.2010 0 °C
Since leaving Australia there has been not much time to sit down and write a blog - and that is because there is so much to see and do. We have had some very fun times and made a few mistakes, but overall it has already begun to shape up into being an excellent holiday.
When I think about what I should write, hundreds of things come to mind. Everything I have seen has been fascinating. For the moment, I will just share a few experiences we've had so far...
Crossing the Border.
After leaving Santiago by bus, and travelling for around thirty hours up through Chile and the Atacama desert, we arrived in Arica, where we left the bus to find our way to the Chile/Peruvian border. We had a few directions from my aunt, and a few different instructions from a helping Chilian, and we left the bus station with our massive collection of luggage to go find a different bus stop that had taxis. After walking down the street, and having many eyes turned our way, both because of our different appearance and our riddiculous luggage, we found the International Bus Terminal, where we were to take a taxi to the border and cross into Peru. As we entered the terminal, we were flocked by taxi drivers, all keen to give us a lift. It was crazy. One man latched onto my sister's bag and started taking it away to the taxi. As she tried to explain that we needed to get money out, we were all shepperded into the taxi. The taxi and its driver were grand! The taxi was a big old American car that seated three in the front on the bench-seat-thingy and had a boot big enough to somehow fit all of our stuff. So, all the Fleetwoods, and all their stuff, were taken out of Arica to the border. Our taxi driver was very kind and knew what to do, he sorted out all our passport and visa stuff and showed us where to go and what to do. We made it out of Chile and cruised onto the next stop - entering Peru. Here we passed through customs. As we put our luggage through the scanner we noticed that the watching customs officer was sitting, reading a newspaper and singing along to the radio. It was funny, because Australia was much more strict. We entered Peru with no problemos and sailed along the road towards Tacna, where we would leave the taxi and catch a bus to Nazca. Cruising along the road was very interesting because there were no seatbelts and the speedometer didn't work so we had no idea how fast we were going. But the radio worked excellently and we bobbed along to beautiful Salsa music.
This was an absolutely excellent experience. It was very humerous for me and I was glad to have made it into Peru with no worries!