And then home sweet home.
I arrived late at Lima and stayed at The Angel's Inn Backpackers Hostel, which was the same Hostel I stayed at the other 2 times I was in Lima. It's a bit on the old side, but it is fairly quiet and the lady managing it is the best hostel manager I met on the whole trip. She and her husband would do anything to help you out. And that can be priceless at times.
I decided to check out the Larco Museum in the Pueblo Libre district of Lima. It had quite a bit of interesting artifacts and history of Peru, and I figured it was worth while seeing.
I then wandered around trying to find an art gallery. After a couple of hours I only found one, which was the "arte XXI galeria" at Av. La Paz 678, Miraflores district. An iperu brochure said the Barranco district had lots of galleries, but after a couple of hours of wandering around it, I found nothing. If I understand correctly, on Sundays the local artists all come out to display their work at a plaza in Miraflores.
That evening, due to mechanical problems my flight leaving to Huston was 5 hrs. late. Earlier, out of curiosity, I had decided to eat at Bembos, the Peruvian equivalent of McDonalds, for my last meal in Peru. Bad idea. Bembos defines the definition of mystery meat. I was only able to eat half of my burger. I ended up with the worst upset stomach of my whole trip. I was able to finally eat by 6:00 am the next morning though.
My next flight from Huston to Calgary was extremely hot. My thermometer said 28 Celsius! My next flight on a small plane from Calgary to Saskatoon wasn't the greatest either. It smelled like something had crawled in and died in the planes over-head venting system. I finally made it to Saskatoon at 12:30 am., only 6 hrs. behind schedule. The cool crisp air feels and smells so good. It's good to be home. Sort of...