In Route to Peru
Mahalo Chicos,
In route to Peru. I must say, though I absolutely adore traveling and experiencing new cultures and places, I absolutely despise the ‘travel’ aspect of it. Whether I am in Business class or Economy Class its still comes down to the immigration line, security checks, and baggage claims, oh and not to mention the howards and howards of taxi solicitors.
I tried my best to make a day per say of the traveling, but there is nothing really romantic or enticing about it. Not to mention my terrible motion sickness and my really tall other’s halfs rest less legg issue. Its just all around suck a rama.
Our first lay over was Chile. We’ve been to Chile before actually. We were suppose to stay in Chile for a month last year in January, but ended up cutting it short to a week. Yeah. It sucked. The customer service even at the most finest hotels-which we lodged in- was beyond terrible. If I was to rate them from one to ten being the highest Chile’s customer service level all around is a zero. Bad.
Second time around- just in- the Chilean airport was bad. I almost kicked my waiter in the face for laughing at the fact she and co-worker took my order wrong. Of course being the persons that I am, I called her out on it and did not make a big scene. Other than a couple sitting a table across from us shaking their heads and rolling their eyes at her and giving me a look of pitty.
Wow.
Our travel agent specifically ordered a lacto ovo vegetarian meal and we did not get any of those from LAN Chile. I am not surprised since its a Chilean airlanes, efficiency and customer service is definently low on my raking scale when it comes to Chile in general. Which is a waste since we have a ten year visa in Chile.
I just don’t want to go back. Add another salt to the wound to Chile are the wonderful places we could visit and explore there. But do I really want to have a scowl on my face the whole time my other half and I are there? Do I really want to spend any of my money in Chile?
Nah…
We finally arrive in Peru one hour close to mid-night and as I’ve said before, the immigration and security check lines just suck. Peru has this system where one would press and button and if said button blinks green one would not have to get personal belongings rifled through red and you do and you guessed it, I did. Of course not so happy about that.
I picked out my other half’s name sign right away and was so happy to leave any signs of an airport, but we had to wait for two other people. I was not too happy about that and our tour guide had the hint.
Gee you think?
We did not pay to wait we paid to get going. Okay, now that I am reading back on this post I can see how much negative yapping I am doing and should stop right about now until I have other nicer things to say.
Ciao,
Odeliza Jacoba
Odeliza