Friday, December 7, 2018


We flew into Lima, Peru, arriving in the late afternoon. Leaving the airport, we saw the familiar giant 6 pack of Coke, and Mother Mary and Baby Jesus welcoming us. Peru is deeply convicted to religion, and they do not take it lightly. Familiar sites flashing past us, and some not so familiar side roads through ghettos made the ride interesting! Traffic was crazy and it took us over 2 hours to reach the hotel!

Our friend told us that Lima is nicknamed Lima Grey, and it certainly was grey! It seemed as if the mist from the Pacific never cleared away and blue sky was only in fairy tales.

The show was packed and the line outside the venue was sturdy! It was a mix of fans and families. I couldn't quite figure it out, but everyone was mingling!

We left for San Jose, Costa Rica the next day. We knew what to expect there! Total mayhem!! Also some of the best Heuvos Rancheros ever! Central America has got cuisine down! The fans are like hot peppers...spicy and all Mountain Dewey! They know how to ROMP!!

Costa Ricans love color and hedgehogs apparently, and they sure let everyone know!

We could see a giant volcano overlooking the city, as we were leaving the hotel for the airport. As long as it wasn't erupting, it looked serene and silent. The great Costa Rican climax was in the airport when Max met a soccer coach! Suddenly he jumped over the fence and became a fan, asking for a picture! No time for any life stories though, and we went on our way....Bogota, Colombia was calling!!

Class dismissed....