Adios, Lima. Hasta Luego!

So I'm extremely nervous to leave Lima for Talara. At least there are some comforts of home here. I bought myself a chai latte before departure, figuring it'd be my last one for a long time! As my departure draws neared, I'm starting to feel nauseated and slightly faint. Is it nerves? Heat? I'm not sure. A little bit of Inka Kola (basically carbonated bubble gum) might save the day.

It's interesting how much we as solo travellers have to put our trust in other people. For example, at Pachacamac, I left my previously opened water bottle behind when I went to the washroom and had to debate whether to buy a new one or risk the possibility of mine being tampered with. Although my driver seems uber trustworthy, I had to keep in mind that I am a girl traveling completely on my own and made up an excuse about wanting to buy a new bottle of water because it'd be cold for our tour. Also, on the way to the airport today, I had to stop off at the mall to pick up an iPhone charger (ya, I kinda fried mine... oops!). This would mean leaving my bag in the car with a driver. Instead, I asked him to come join me. I also had to put my trust in Tom, then my dinner companion, Gonzalez and my clubbing partner, Cristian. Lastly, I met a fellow Torontonian on this plane who I asked to watch my bag while I went to the washroom.

Ummm.... there seems to be a heck of a lot of barren desert below. I sure hope this isn't Talara...