I decided to go to the luggage area because I needed my suitcase. So I waited for my suitcase to appear, but suddenly I realized that my suitcase was missing. At that moment I started to feel very worried because my passport and there were important things inside.

In the end, I went to the airport staff and asked for help. Finally, two days later they found my suitcase. It turned out that it had been sent to the wrong place. I felt relieved but also very stressed during those two days without my things.

I decided to ask a group of vendors on a corner for directions because I was feeling a bit lost. They were very kind and gave me instructions, but in my confusion, I ended up going in the wrong direction.

Suddenly, while walking, I saw a small market and decided to go in. The people there were very welcoming and helped me get oriented.

In the end, I managed to find my way back to the main square. It turned out that getting lost led me to discover a vibrant market and interact with friendly locals. I felt grateful for their kindness and learned a lot about Arequipa's culture.

We decided to call the police, who were able to come to our home and check, the officers asked to see the cameras (where we live the neighbors decided to put cameras), when we gave them the recordings they were able to locate where the thief was and especially who he was.

In the end they found him, he didn't make much of an effort to hide, as all of our things were in his house, everything was returned to us and the thief was arrested.

After buying some snacks and water for the trip we entered the car and we wanted to leave but what we didn't expect was to get lost in the way out, we didn't know which way to take to get out and every person we asked for directions always gave us a different one.

In the end we got back to the road after 30 mins of driving in circles in the small city.

Realizing that we didn’t know where we were, I took out a map, but the streets seemed to twist and change names. We decided to keep walking, thinking we might find something familiar. In our search, we found ourselves in a small square filled with locals and an elderly man selling fresh juices, who, although he spoke little Spanish, managed to give us some directions with the help of my friend.

Finally, after what felt like a long time walking, we arrived at the Plaza de Armas. We felt relieved and excited to have discovered new things along the way. Although we couldn’t try the café we wanted, the experience of getting lost in such a culturally rich city turned out to be a wonderful adventure.

I left Tacna at approximately 10 at night. Being the first time, I didn't know which route to take to get to Arequipa. After passing through Moquegua I began to have doubts about which path to take, my mother and grandmother were sleeping, so, not wanting to search for the route using GPS, I decided to follow the trailers along the road. After 1 hour of driving without knowing if I was on the right road, I decided to stop in a safe place to take the charger out of my backpack and charge my cell phone.

I finally arrived in Arequipa at approximately 5 am, it was a curious experience that I decided not to tell anyone, much less my mother, I will not forget the terrible cold I felt when I got out of the car to be able to take the charger from my backpack.

From that day on I never went out again without anyone's company.

-In the year 2025 I think I'm going to travel to the place I want to go, with my dear family, that is, mom, me, and my stepfather, so we are going to visit and take good photos, I will also bring my laptop to distract myself a bit when we are in luxury lodging, and well the cost of that ticket to Cusco is at least 45 or 35 soles, but I don't remember much, so I hope that next year we can travel, I would like to know because I have never been to Cusco in my life, I hope that from time to time I can go alone, when I have my own family I can take them and so we can be happy.