After arriving in the middle of the night we got up and explored the city a bit. The concierge at the hotel set us up with a cab to the Plaza de Armas. Truly one of the most terrifying driving experiences of my life. First of all there were two spoons jammed between the dash and the windshield. I really have no idea what they were for but I am fairly certain they weren't just there for the cab driver's lunch. It appears that there are no traffic rules in Lima other than he who has the loudest horn has right of way. At one point we turned left from the far right lane cutting off two lanes of traffic to the left of us and a city bus that was travelling in the opposite direction. At that moment in time I didn't think we'd have to worry about how difficult the Inca Trail was!
In the evening we had our first group meeting and met our group leader Martin for the first time. I had expected to be the oldest in the group but our group was sixteen people ranging in age from 21 to 73. Most of us were from Canada but there were five currently living in the UK.
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