I changed $20. We left our luggage in a locked closet at our hostel. We decided to take it easy and Sandy suggested that we try to find the martial art schools. I had to cancel going to the BJJ school 3 year anniversary because I was just not feeling well. We tried to find the TKD school and it was like it didn't want to be found. Everyone referred us to Ave Culturalle. Everyone said that this Ave was too far to walk, but we had time. It wasn't that bad. There were two Karate schools. One was closed the other open. I met the instructor and asked if I could just see his school. He didn't mind. I don't know what it is but when I'm on the mats, I find myself to be the most centered. I am at peace. The instructor and I had the mutual respect of a bow.
Afterwards, We found a small place to eat. I did have a small appetite. We waited at the hostel until it was time to go. We were in the air! No problems to get the ticket nor go through security.
When we arrived in Lima, we were trying to figure out how to use the pay phones to call Juan. He didn't get my texts. Well obviously it was not working because the ones we tried were not broken. We asked a lady who helped us with the third. We called Juan who said he would arrive in 15 minutes.
We got to Stacy's home. Drank some water and tea. We decided to go to her favorite restaurant, her
treat. Stacy knows everyone. Everyone loves her and treats her right. It is so great to see the respect and kindness and that if it is given it is received. They were so considerate about making sure my food was ok! I finally got cooked vegetables. He brought 3 Pisco Sours on the house. I told him I don't drink. He said he could bring lemonade. I agreed. He instead brought me purple corn juice, very sweet. I forgot the name. We just sat and relaxed and discussed different adventures traveling and at Macon.
We returned around midnight, took showers and hit the bed. Oh and Stacy thinks wounds are from a spider; I looked it up and she is right.
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