Three letters used to describe drivers in Peru – W. T. F.

T – This town looked as though it had been hit hard by the flood. And someone obviously thought it might rain a little more yet as they stole our umbrella in the night, from inside a secure parking lot. Bastards!

C – It was such a great umbrella too! A little momento from Colombia. Oh well! The hotel we stayed in last night obviously had been affected by the flood and even though they had cleaned the rooms, there was still the dark stain on the walls, curtains and floor where it had ingressed.

The town did not look in much better shape.

T – As we rode out of town we saw people shovelling out their homes which were knee deep in mud. Their mattresses and furniture piled up in the street, covered in black mud. We saw a few cars that had been swept along in the floods and they had tyres tore off, windows pushed out and panels crushed. Mother natures fury is an incredible thing to see.

We rode through more amazing desert, but today it was covered in dense fog with visibility down to just 30 odd meters. It was very pretty though. We stopped for a quick bite to eat and to buy some fresh oil for the bikes. The service centre we bought the oil from also did oil changes, but they just dumped the oil straight onto the ground out of the engines and there was old oily filters and massive oil puddles everywhere in the dirt. They offered to do our bikes for us but we said “no thanks.” We prefer to do ours the earth friendly way.

C – After this, we noticed all of the service centres doing the same thing. Cars, trucks and moto oil being dumped straight onto the ground outside the workshops. We were both a little bewildered by this.

T – Again we rode and rode and rode and soon we were into the outskirts of Lima. The traffic started to build up slowly at first and then BAM, we were in the thick of the stupidest, most insane world of driving we have ever seen. We watched countless near misses as cars cut lanes without looking, taxis stopped in the highway, and buses careened out of pullouts. A one point I found myself within inches of slamming into a parked black taxi car that was in the third lane of a multilane highway.

He had stopped because a bus had pulled out from the shoulder which had caused another bus and 17 taxis to all swerve out to miss the original bus, but then everyone had to stop for the other umpteen buses that had also stopped in the highway  because of the next 4 taxis who were picking up a few thousand people who had just alighted from 34 other buses that had parked around 65 cars who were trying to squeeze through the next 12 buses while motorcycles passed through the middle of them because another bus was trying to cut across all the lanes because he had missed his turn off, but 15473 people were in his way because they were all standing on the road and trying to flag down the 300 million buses that were all screaming towards me at warp speed that hadn’t seen me stopped behind a black taxi car and so on it went for the next 70 kms.

Wow. I will never complain about traffic again after this. Crazy.

C – Seriously. Wow. Normally, you drive on the road and expect to make it to your destination. You know there is a slim chance that you could be involved in an accident, but really, the odds are not that high. Well, that is unless you drive in Lima. In Lima, you expect to die and are a little astonished if you arrive at your destination unscathed. The traffic was completely insane and I really do not know how we did not see a pile up. I wish we had some footage, but unfortunately the GoPro was flat.

T – We made it out in one piece in the end, my spidey senses tingling like mad as adrenaline raced through my body. What a rush. Scary and crazy and kinda fun all at once. But once was enough. I have no desire to ride an underpowered, underbraked, postie bike through that crap again. Well maybe just one more time.

We started to look for somewhere to call home for the night. There were no campgrounds in sight so we opted to hotel it again. We needed wifi though as Chantelle has been writing an article that she needs to send off. We rode further south, no wifi at this hotel, no answer at that one, this one was just too expensive looking, and then finally we settled on one. It was way out of our budget but we were so tired that we stopped caring for the minute.

What a day. Tomorrow we shall ride into Nazca and we hope to do something exciting to go and see the famous Nazca Lines!

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2 thoughts on “Three letters used to describe drivers in Peru – W. T. F.

  1. Dna

    Bus to people ratio is pretty good…

    300 000 000 buses ÷ 15 473 people = heaps of buses (in case u cared to know)

    • tncpowell

      Hahaha!! But all of those buses were already jammed packed with people crammed in everywhere!

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