I did not party all night. But the rest of Lima did. And seeing as that the location of the hostel is near a strip of bars - and that the windows don't close in the hostel - I may as well have partied. I at least got to live vicariously through my dorm mates, two of which had a conversation about whether they would bring a girl back to the hostel to "smash" or get a hotel by the hour. I think it was wishful thinking on their part, because they came home alone and went straight to bed.
The cab showed up ten mins early - which was a relief since Peruvian custom seems to run late. I have read and heard many a people get robbed or tricked by the cabs throughout South America.
One scam I heard of was a cabbie who told his riders that all the bills they paid with were fake. So these guys kept on handing out bills until the cab drive away. Even though that sounds stupid, who knows how you'd act in the thick of it. And that was just one of about ten stories I heard of people being mugged, scammed or screwed . Needless to say, my heart sunk a couple of times when my cab drove through desolate parts of the airport. But, as he explained, there was simply no traffic that way.
Anyway, I am relieved I am at the airport, that my flight wasn't cancelled, and that I have all of my credit cards and a ton of pics. See you on the other side in about fifteen hours :)
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