Last Day In Lima

After the Pilgrimage we spent the next morning packing and then flew back to Bean City, staying this time, not in the historical district, but in fashionable, suburban Miraflores, out on the coast, which you could easily mistake for San Diego. Another nice hosteria and some time to kill before our late departure for the States...so we walked along the cliffs to a shopping center and restaurant Marie had recommended. Great roast chicken. It was unlike every other day we've had in South America, but I, for one, very much welcomed the change.

Alas, to get to Miraflores from the airport
and back, you have to spent a couple more
hours in Lima's abominable traffic

But Miraflores is pretty nice

You can do the parapente thing in the morning

And surf later in the morning

There was even a nice Parc Guell wall to remind us that in
little more than two weeks, we'd be in Barcelona

Paddington Bear monument

Apart from the guilt, I could really like this place...we even
found a most agreeable supermercado in the shopping center

But Middle California beckoned...Moana was the airplane
movie...and we were ready for a return