Next morning it was back to the airport.
I now have seen the largest crowd at an airport. On Sunday's lots of peeps in Lima ditch town and head to other places for a quick vacation. And, lucky for me, I was the airport at 8 AM when the rush began.
They have some wicked cookbooks at the book shop. On my way back I'm going to pick up one. It has techniques and presentation like I've never seen using the ingredients of the Peruvian wild.
Bus to the plane.
To the plane.
Off to Iquitos. Two and a half hours from Lima with a stop at Telefoto.
Within 10 minutes of flying we were out of the city and into the hinterland.
Then we flew across some small mountains and there was a network of snaking rivers below. The trees got progressively bigger the more east we went.
Then we landed in Iquitos. By now the 10 of us staying at the Peruvian Amazon jungle lodge knew each other. Our group is from France, El Salvador, Chile, USA, Japan, Wales, Italy and Peru.
This was right before he threw his fruit as his sister behind.
A lot like Colombia and Panama.