Blimey! To step out of that plane, after 24 hours of flying into 36oC heat was enough to make you want to turn around there and then and go back from whenst you came.
But we managed to survive it OK, but only just. Fortunately the taxi man who collected us had decent air-con so that eased the pain a little.

Odd how you arrive the same day as you leave isn´t it?

He delivered us to a fabulous boutique hotel. The Gurda Hotel.
We were in the Polo room. It was late afternoon and we were stuffed. Finally catching up with the Hornes was great though. They had come in on a different flight (having been upgraded to Business Class with pod beds!!) and arrived a number of hours earlier, much brighter than us.

But a cup of tea and a chat soon got us on the road to recovery, and we went off in search of dinner. Given restaurants open at 8:30pm, there was no rush. So we checked out these interesting miniture Christmas Tree sculptures, come art pieces, in one of the parks opposite our hotel.

We moved on and decided on a restaurant called Herbabeum. Whilst we were not sure what we were getting ourselves into, the place looked really interesting so we gave it a shot anyway. Vegetarian it was, as potentially indicated by the name. My mushroom vegie burger wasn´t bad but Daughter had troubled coming at the veggie cheese salad, which was predominately green leaves and blobs of cheesy sludge! The classic Limonade was to die for though. A humourous experience nonetheless.

We were well and truly ready to lie down once we returned. Sleep was most certainly beckoning us…zzzzzzz

Up bright and early for a chockablock day of sight-seeing, before heading off to our next destination, Lima Peru. After a fabulous breakfast, we hit the streets. We made our way to La Boca, the home of Diego Maradona. After understanding the god-like status of Diego, a tour etc, we were treated to a rendition of typical match day at La Boca. A most entertaining couple of minutes, but not so sure I´d want to be there for the real thing…

Just around the corner, we ventured into La Caminita, where we explored the very colourful streets of the tango-inspired decor, and the dance itself of course. A well deserved drink could not come quick enough!

Getting back to the hotel proved a little testing as we hadn´t realised just how far we had drifted away from our hotel, only to find that getting there was a long, slow, hot, process. Whilst we made it, we were definitely suffering. But no rest for the wicked as they say! A quick gallon of cold water and then back into a cab for the drive back to the airport… Lima, here we come.