We left Sam and the hostel in Lima at around 6am to head to the airport. When we arrived there and went to check in for our flight, we discovered that I had stupidly booked the tickets for August 27th instead of July 27th. We then had to wait in line behind another couple who had done the exact same thing to change our flight. By the time they figured out if there was room on that days flight for Stace and I, it was already 8:15 am and the plane left at 8:45 am. We had to pay full price for the new tickets in cash, so I had to run to the nearest ATM to withdraw. Being in such a rush and a dolt I forgot to grab my credit card back from the ATM. By the time I realized it, it was too late and was already gone and we had to literally run to catch our flight. We just made it.
When we arrived in Cusco, we found a hostel as quickly as possible (although it took some searching because they were all full) and then headed out to find a phone to cancel my card. It was early afternoon when we finally had everything sorted. We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around Cusco to try to find a McDonald's because we were both craving chicken nuggets. We finally succeeded, although they were cold and not overly satisfying. The rest of the evening was spent lying in bed chatting because Stacy didn't feel well (but not from the nuggets).
The next morning we checked out of that hostel because we weren't overly impressed with it and walked around trying to find a new one. Because it was the national holiday and it was a Saturday, almost everything was full. At noon, we met up with my friend Steph who I had travelled with through Columbia and she told us of the hostel she had found. We decided to head to the market, grabbed some food, booked our Machu Picchu tours for the next day and the checked into the same hostel as Steph. We went out for an early dinner that night since all of us had to be up early the next morning for the tours. Steph had decided to do a different longer tour than us and had to be up by 4am. Stacy and I had booked a 4 day and 3 night Inca Jungle Tour to Machu Picchu. We were all very excited that evening for our tours the next day. We headed back to the hostel early and off to bed.
We left Sam and the hostel in Lima at around 6am to head to the airport. When we arrived there and went to check in for our flight, we discovered that I had stupidly booked the tickets for August 27th instead of July 27th. We then had to wait in line behind another couple who had done the exact same thing to change our flight. By the time they figured out if there was room on that days flight for Stace and I, it was already 8:15 am and the plane left at 8:45 am. We had to pay full price for the new tickets in cash, so I had to run to the nearest ATM to withdraw. Being in such a rush and a dolt I forgot to grab my credit card back from the ATM. By the time I realized it, it was too late and was already gone and we had to literally run to catch our flight. We just made it.
When we arrived in Cusco, we found a hostel as quickly as possible (although it took some searching because they were all full) and then headed out to find a phone to cancel my card. It was early afternoon when we finally had everything sorted. We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around Cusco to try to find a McDonald's because we were both craving chicken nuggets. We finally succeeded, although they were cold and not overly satisfying. The rest of the evening was spent lying in bed chatting because Stacy didn't feel well (but not from the nuggets).
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