Ok, so we aren't in Peru yet. Instead we decided to spend a night roaming the streets of Atlanta, Georgia looking for a cheap restaurant. Previously, our plane was delayed due to bad weather and so we arrived in the Atlanta airport approximately twenty minutes before our connection flight to Lima. We grabbed our carry ons (two extremely full travel backpacks and a guitar that all should have probably been checked) and sprinted to Gate E5. We were accompanied by other Peruvian hopefuls from our flight. Unfortunately for us the Atlanta airport is huge and we arrived just in time to see our plane leave the terminal, "$#!@".
But Isaac and I do not mind an adventure and our hopes rose. We called our contact in Peru and my dad (who would not have been as adjusting as we were) and headed to our hotel. We then walked along highways to this nice restaurant called Checkers. Our waitress was great and actually drove us back home because apparently those highways were not the safest place to walk at night. We slept late which brings me to our present location in the hotel lobby where I'm writing this blog waiting for our 5:05 pm flight.... so that gives us about five hours to check for spelling errors, sweet. Done
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Perhaps next time I could hook you up with some long lost cousins... a few phone calls later. That was my dad's old stomping ground (part of it) as a boy. That airport is BIG! Glad all turned out o.k. Be safe... cautious... prayerful...
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