Pisco and Nasca Lines

We travelled by bus down to Pisco. This little town was destroyed in an earthquake about 18months ago. Would you believe the earth shook for 3 minutes! Went out to the poor mans Galapagos, the Ballestos Islands to see thousands upon thousands of birds, and smell the acrid guano (bird droppings) They mine the stuff for fertilizer. Not a job i want. Penguins and sea lions also abound. Tash was the only person to get gubered, and she got it twice! If that means luck, get a lottery ticket!

Also saw the driest desert in Peru. Two millimetres of rain per year. Was dusty.

The bus ride from Pisco to Nasca was loockshery. We were starving, fading away, considering buying grapes from street sellers to get us by, when the foam container of joy from the hostie appeared. Picante chicken with rice and fries! (everything on the menu everywhere comes with fries). High fives all round. Aus buses could learn a thing or two.

In Nasca we are staying in a quaint little hostal and i can only equate to staying at nan´s house.

Saw the nasca lines by air in this little plane. It was swerving to let both sides of the plane see the desert clearly. It was a very cool thing to see. It was also very good at inducing nausea. Look at the ancient geoglyph, look at the hoizon, look at the ancient geoglyph, look at the hoizon (If you can see it!!). Just about to board a bus down to Arequipa where the next chapter begins. Adios!