This Peru trip has been talked about by Lu, Katriz and I for quite some time. We’ve all talked about wanting to go to South America and showing them how to backpack around a country.
So having sat down with them one night in Q-cup while drinking boba and eating calamari, we finally bought our tickets to Peru. And only Peru. With the exception a 10 hour layover in Mexico City and a 2 hour layover in Cancun on the flight back.

SFO to MEX
Check in and security went pretty smoothly. There weren’t a lot of people. The only downside was Lu getting her backpack checked by security and them taking her carry-on sized Aveeno. I secretly think they took it away for themselves. Our gate wasn’t packed even though the flight was. We grabbed a sandwich, chips, chocolate, and water and found an area in our gate that had chairs and outlets. Moments later our gate was changed but wasn’t a big deal. Boarding was also delayed by an hour. We literally were the last ones to board before they started boarding stand bys and we took off at midnight. We luckily had the seats in row 10 which was apparently Economy Plus. All I know is that there was a LOT of leg room for 3 small girls. I don’t know why we got upgraded but I hope our MEX to LIM flight will be upgraded too since that flight is longer. This flight was only 4 hrs long.
After disembarking the plane at 430am, we walked through these underground passageways that looked pretty creepy. Yes we were literally underground. Got our passports stamped, picked up our bags and queued to walk out of customs. While you hand your customs paper to the worker, you have to press a button and this button will either give you a happy face or a sad face. Lu and Katriz both got a happy face. I got the sad face which means my bags had to be inspected. Inspected must mean something different because the two people checking my big and small backpack hardly looked in there. They moved a few zippers, took the rain jacket off my big backpack, unclipped some clips, looked quickly inside and handed me my bags back. After that we walked out of the sliding doors and looked for the international departures sign. We found it and had to walk up some dodgy stairs where a worker was sitting down possibly on his break. We got to the departures hall and spent a good amount of time looking for our airline but never finding it. We asked a worker but they didn’t speak English.. but the lady was kind enough to point us to someone who would understand us. So we went and asked and were told to take the aerotrain to terminal 2. We had no idea there was another terminal, there were no signs indicating such a thing existed. We went looking for it and were even approached by a homeless man. I think he was trying to help us but we couldn’t understand what he was saying. We eventually found the train and got to the right terminal.

1pm and they finally opened their counter. We dropped our bags off and went in search of lunch. Lunch was no bueno… maybe it was because the food was airport food? But seriously what I ate didn’t have any taste. The girl at the counter also added 3 extra USD. I paid $9 instead of $6..oh well, my fault for not being observant enough. Katriz and Lu’s food looked really good in the pictures but they said it didn’t taste as good as it looked.