First Taste

We touched down in NZ, it was my first time and I was excited to be able to finally tick the box on that one. Yeah ok, it was just a 2 hour stopover and yes we spent it all at the airport, but we were there.
Jo was expecting us to be robbed the minute we stepped off the plane in Sth America, so it was a pleasant surprise when we made it safely through customs. We were jet lagged so didn´t really appreciate the driving skills of our driver as he weaved his way through, well everything really, cars, people, dogs, so Santiago was a blur for me. We went to bed early to get up even earlier for the plane the next day.
We did the same in Lima, straight to a hostel, and a well deserved kip. However our first meal in Sth America awaited us just down the road from the hostel, at a shopping complex perched on top of a cliff.






We mananged to have our first meal on a new continent, and boy was it worth the wait.














( Jo looking a little bit guilty me thinks )