Anyway, when we came back to the hotel the doorman asked us how the game was and we replied that we rather would have seen our team winning and that a draw has always something disappointing. We agreed to meet the next day at seven thirty to avoid the crowds at the entrance. Dinner was great. We went to a restaurant on the main street. The building was French architecture. From there we flew on a day flight to Lima, Peru. We landed around 6 pm, it was already dark. From the airport we took a cab to our hotel (Hotel Carmel) in Miraflores, a beautiful, modern neighborhood.
