Last days in Lima and home to Canada, briefly.

On the way back to the hotel, we stop by the laundry at 10:30 as marked on the slip. We ring the bell, we call, we ring the bell again, but whomever is working is not wanting to come to serve us. We walk the half-block to the hotel and amuse ourselves until ... I tell her we have a flight in the afternoon to return to Canada (a little lie, but we want to get packed!) She retrieves a shirt of Peter's from the drier and shows us that it is not yet dry. When will it be dry? ...