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Motoventure Day 1: Arrival!

(note - this was written last night on arrival)

What a weird day, though of course mostly anticlimactic. The nutshell is that I made it to Lima without any problems and am happily chilling in my hotel room at the Gran Bolivar trying to unwind and get some sleep (it's always hard to sleep after long travel days for me).

Other random bits, since I don't feel like writing cohesively:

- Travel is boring, no interesting pictures or video really. Bummer.

- Even though I have a full CDMA 1xrtt signal on my 8830 and can apparently receive SMS messages, I get rejected trying to send them. Bummer.

- No internet at my hotel, I am writing this on live writer and will have to upload it later

- Not sure if my SPOT was able to get a location message out via satellite during the trip from the airport, and my hotel room is very blocked. I will definitely head outside in the AM to get it set.

- Lima reminds me a lot of Bogota. Weird combination of modern and old, "civilization" as we Americans think of it and pure insanity. One thing is for sure, you can turn any direction from any lane at any time heh.

- My Spanish works! I've already used it more tonight than I have in the last fourteen years combined I think. Everyone has complemented me. The problem is that I can get what I want to say across fairly well but my brain is still very slow interpreting it when someone talks to me. Sometimes I'll final realize what someone said a minute after moving on in the conversation. Rusty. Hopefully this will get better fast.

- My laptop acted funny when I plugged it in. The adapter is supposed to take 110-240v but it blinked really fast then turned off. Hrm. This could suck. At least the hotel has a 110v plug in the bathroom so I can charge it up here. P.S. the battery in this thing rocks, I watched video for at least 6+ hours today and it still has 2 hours of charge.

Okay, so, tomorrow I explore Centro Historico and chillax, then Friday it's on to Huancayo. Victory!


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