Another stamp in the passport

The second leg of the flight to Lima went smoothly. This airplane was much more comfortable than the first. We had to fly around some storms over the Yucatan, which interrupted dinner service but didn't lead to turbulence.
Once on the ground, we collected our bags, found our prearranged cab (he was holding a sign with Amanda's name, but since he was standing among about 80 other sign-bearing cabbies, it took us a minute to locate him), and headed to the hostal for a (short) night of much needed sleep.