Nazca Lines

it was worth the money... just to be in a little plane. but the rest of my nazca experience won´t remain with me for too long. the town itself is an absolute hole... and the lines which are amazing, authentic and do take your breath away because of their sheer scale... you have 15mins in a little plane to look at them through a tiny window, whilst struggling to get a photo of whichever animal you are flying over at the time...

there was some comedy... we had got to nazca in a combi (shared car) and the price before we had left was 15soles total... well the cheeky little peruvian had me on the side of the street at 12:00pm debating the price when we got there - he wanted 30 - quite intimidating if he wasn´t 5ft tall... i´d managed to use my limited spanglish to stop him threatening me... and jump in a seperate cab moments later. peruvians, by the way, are known as the thieves of the world.

after waking at 7 am to try to find a good deal (most flights leave around 8 or 9), we´d managed to get into a japanese tour bus that was just leaving... they´d quoted us 50US but no money had been payed. after the flight, we were left waiting an hour and still no tour bus... lets go.

we were doing a runner... very funny at the time. however, the story continues... we went straight to the bus station to book tickets for the earliest bus south (10pm). whilst we were in the station a guy came over with two names written down... they weren´t even close. i can´t remember the exact names he had but it was something like ´Snul Cratha´. well he left it at that.

we arrived for the bus at 9:50pm so that we could literally hop staright on, being peruvian it arrived at 10:40pm - within which time he had found us and used the threat of the police to make us pay up.

doh!