We were met with courtesy and efficiency at the airport and our bags AND ourselves were quickly taken to the hotel. Whaow you want to see it! Gob smackingly posh, just like home - NOT!
Wait for the photos.
We got to our 12th floor room and moments later the bags arrived! our bell boys were Paul and Alesandro.
Showered and fresh we went downstairs to the super bar for two pisco sours. David had shellfish of course. Margaret enjoyed her first pisco sour with a few fags ! civilised country - the pianist was cool!
and off to our huuuuuuuuuuuuuge bed! Good night!
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