After a morning shopping spree in Cusco, Bruno reunited me with my sweater, which I had left in the van the previous day. Then we were headed back to Lima. But not before meeting the wild women walking crew, several of whom even remembered us from their dancing exploits of Friday night.
We arrived in Lima around 3:00 and decided to take a city tour. We had several hours to kill and thought it would be great to see some of the city. We visited a monastery that had underground catacombs. The monastery had original handmade and hand painted Spanish tiles on the walls that were beautiful. The catacombs had several hallways with various ceiling heights. Simon and I are both a bit, well, height challenged, so the warnings of “watch your head” were perhaps not taken as seriously as they should have been and Simon almost knocked himself out on the low ceiling. We’ll keep that in mind for the next catacombs we visit. After the monastery we visited the Gold Museum. On the floor above the Gold Museum, which is very cool, there is a military museum with perhaps the largest stockpile of weaponry outside the Michigan Militia. Once we’d had our fill of gold and guns it was back through the crazy traffic to the airport. We headed back to the US on an overnight flight. Our journey ended where it began, in Detroit, then home.