15 February 2018 – I woke up and knew I had not checked out
my route for today. According to Blanche, it would be a 180 Mile/300 Kilometer
ride, and all I have to do is follow the Pan American Hwy. I also needed to
find a hotel for the night in Tacna, Peru. I spent a bit of time hunting on the
internet and finally found a hotel I liked. It was Hotel Holiday Suites.
Everything perfect: wi-fi, good price and secure parking. I got the GPS
Coordinates figured out and written down. I was good to go after breakfast. I
was loaded and off before 10:00 a.m. Actually, a rather late start. Blanche
staggered around a bit but she eventually got me out of town.
I was back on Pan American Hwy with the semi-truck traffic.
That’s when I know I’m where I belong. We went through one roundabout and I
could swear I picked the wrong exit. Blanche recalculated and we kept going.
The road was good but I always had a feeling we were on the wrong road. Toward
the end I was driving on roads that were too narrow and there were no
semi-trucks. She tried to drag me down gravel field roads. I finally put my
foot down and wouldn’t drive them. There were black top roads paralleling the
gravel roads. She picked the gravel roads because it was a shorter faster
route. She worked me over pretty good today. If I ever get that feeling I’m on the
wrong road again, I have to trust that and go back and check the signs that I
picked the right road. Eventually, she got me back to the Pan American Hwy.
That was an adventure.
From there on into Tacna, Peru I drove through a lot of
brown desert. I entered Tacna just at sun down and my trip odometer showing I
had driven 250+ Miles / 402+ Kilometers. Slightly more than the 180 miles / 300
Kilometers she predicted before I left this morning. I entered in my GPS coordinates
to take me to the Hotel Holiday Suites. Everything went well but when I arrived
at my destination there was no hotel. I’m near the hotel, but there was no
hotel to be seen. I’m pissed: I keep coming up short and not finding my hotels.
Rounding off the numbers in the decimal seconds must be affecting me finding
the hotels. I never did find Hotel Holiday Suites and ended up staying in Hostal
Montana Suites. It’s ok, but it’s not my first choice in where I wanted to
stay. I talked to Mary and bitched about Blanche being so annoying. I took the
night off and went and got something to eat.
15 February 2018 – I woke up and knew I had not checked out
my route for today. According to Blanche, it would be a 180 Mile/300 Kilometer
ride, and all I have to do is follow the Pan American Hwy. I also needed to
find a hotel for the night in Tacna, Peru. I spent a bit of time hunting on the
internet and finally found a hotel I liked. It was Hotel Holiday Suites.
Everything perfect: wi-fi, good price and secure parking. I got the GPS
Coordinates figured out and written down. I was good to go after breakfast. I
was loaded and off before 10:00 a.m. Actually, a rather late start. Blanche
staggered around a bit but she eventually got me out of town.
I was back on Pan American Hwy with the semi-truck traffic.
That’s when I know I’m where I belong. We went through one roundabout and I
could swear I picked the wrong exit. Blanche recalculated and we kept going.
The road was good but I always had a feeling we were on the wrong road. Toward
the end I was driving on roads that were too narrow and there were no
semi-trucks. She tried to drag me down gravel field roads. I finally put my
foot down and wouldn’t drive them. There were black top roads paralleling the
gravel roads. She picked the gravel roads because it was a shorter faster
route. She worked me over pretty good today. If I ever get that feeling I’m on the
wrong road again, I have to trust that and go back and check the signs that I
picked the right road. Eventually, she got me back to the Pan American Hwy.
That was an adventure.
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