Lima, Peru.
When I boarded the flight to go back to the States,
I was pretty deliriously tired. So tired, in fact,
that it took me several double takes to realize that
my assigned seat, 14 E, was nonexistent. There were
only two seats in row 14. The stewardesses seemed perplexed.
They moved me around from seat to seat three or four times
until finding the only empty seat on the plane. Perhaps
someone does not want me to leave Peru.