Wow, Nasca. What a hole. Everyone wants a piece of your money, and nothing to do. Met some people, who were staying at a hostel. They told the hostel they would like to stay for 2 nights, and the hostel told them they´d be better off making it only one. It´s a one trick pony, with no legs to pull out the final furlongs. Can´t wait to get out of dodge.
So I signed up for a flight over the Nasca lines via the Hostel i was staying at in Wha-kaa-cheen-ah. It got me a bus from town to Nasca, flight over the lines, tour of the Nasca cemetary, as well as a pottery workshop and gold process (read as, come buy some souviners). The guy sold it pretty good. The result was other. Turns out the bus from Ica to Nasca was just one of the local mini buses. A very entertaining experience. They ram these things full of people, and take the back roads to get to Nasca. This involved driving though a single lane tunnel (barely 1 lane) blasted through a mountain, then winding percariously down the mountain side. Continue reading ‘Nasca The Hole’
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