This is the crew that stood around doing a lot of nothing while we sat on the tarmac in Lima on our way home. For 3 hours. The plane ended up needing a new part. The closest available part of this type was in Chicago. Needless to say, we left 15 hours later. I'm happy to report that the food at the Lima airport is actually pretty good, particularly, the lomo saltado (i.e., salty beef). I didn't want to stoop down to airport ceviche, especially after having it at Pescados Capitales the night before. Mmmmm.