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Can Can in Chan Chan Looks like Cake So we hung around Ica for the day before we left. We were doing one of the awkward overnight busses. The busses here are great, more leg room than planes and quite comfortable seats, the toilets are questionable though... Despite this however the busses are great and make a good way to do long distance travel for a much lower cost. The only problem is the akward hanging around for the day, which is what we're doing today to go to Cuenca . Ica was great though, left our bags at the hostel after our late check out and went and had a really good pizza. We then caught our taxi to the Flores terminal. In order to go to Trujillo we had to go through Lima which has a variety of singular bus company terminals and other busses as well. We knew roughly the area we wanted to get to in order to just cross the road to another terminal towards Trujillo. Flores was the ideal company, but when we arrived we discovered that they actually went to Trujil...

Ica and the Icky Toes Olivia climbing one of the massive sand dunes Considering Nazca didn't have a centralized terminal, simply ticket offices, our journey to Ica was surprisingly easy. We took the same bus we had taken the day before to view the Nazca lines from the Marie Reich Tower, but instead of getting off we continued forwards. The main awkwardness was that they rushed us onto a bus right after we had bought ice cream, surprisingly there was only one ice cream/body part dip. But we trundled along in the bus, watching the usual odd collection of films. This time we seemed to have opted away from the graphically violent films (some prison boxing films and war films) but instead had the odd children's horror type films of Goosebumps and Nightmare before Christmas, yes it would appear that has started here too. The many palm trees of Huacachina We finally arrived at the Soyuz bus terminal after about two, maybe three hours. We disembarked and were greeted by...

Doodles in the Desert The Tree and the Lizard (it's tail is on one half of the highway and body on the other) We left Cusco late at night to do the overnight bus journey to Nazca through the winding desert hills and various mountains, the journey spanning across fourteen hours in total. The journey can only be described as a precursor to the desert itself (Olivia feels hell is a better analogy), the air-con wasn't working and it was roasting! This was further not helped by the people in front who reclined their seats pinning us to our seats... Despite this we actually slept fairly well and arrived in Nazca around 10am where thankfully our accommodation was ready for us when we arrived. Despite the building work outside the inside was really nice. We are only in Nazca for two nights as all that is really here is a few ruins, a few museums and thousands of lines and pictures in the desert (ok, hundreds but I'm allowing artistic licence to draw you in...) Hands, b...

Cusco: City of Death Taxis *this post contains strong language from naughty people...* The Stunning Rainbow Mountains As always the coach trips in South America although comfy seem to be much longer then advertised. They are particularly ogre-some when one is waiting to see there long lost parents in deepest darkest Peru. Luckily we were at the top of the coach so we could see them as we pulled into the bus port. Re-United at last yay!!! So great to see them. Pachacutec in the Plaza de Armas Upon writing this the parents decided to give their titles to Cusco, 'the unfinished town', 'the place with the fecking woofy dogs,' 'bloody booming elections,' all in all I think they enjoyed it. To be fair, Cusco has had rapid expansion in the last 50 years due to the tourism generated by Machu Picchu discovered (by westerners, the locals new it was there all along) in the 1900s, and it is still growing due to the recently uncovered rainbow mountains and...