On our last day in Lima, Ian and I looked out our apartment window at the streets below and then wandered over to a favorite restaurant for a final cup of excellent coffee and some croissants. We had cleaned the apartment, picked up the clean linens and thanked the doorman for his many kindnesses. We had lunch with some dear friends, checked our e-mail, watched some re-runs on TV, handed in our keys to our lovely landlady and then hoisted our luggage into the taxi. Our trip to the airport went smoothly, and we got there with plenty of time before our midnight flight to Newark, New Jersey. The flight was full, but we still managed to get up and walk the aisle a few times before landing around 8 in the morning. After checking through customs, we boarded our plane to Hartford, CT, where we were picked up by another dear friend who escorted us to our home in sunny, green, Chester, VT. It was good to be home in the green hills of Vermont.
