El Parral Hotel Ica
Ubrb. San Jose L-12 Ica, Peru
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Ica wasnt much...but Huacachina was amazing!!
We got to Ica from Lima around noon. We met Jose who set us up with a few tours-guides for that day and the next. Pierro was our guide for our trip to Huacachina, He arranged for us to get on the afternoon Dune Buggy-Sandboarding. Huacachina is amazing. Its this tiny town thats surrounded by sand dunes...in a warm little Oasis. The sand dunes ...
Ica Sandboarding
... the 'oasis'. The only thing going on in the small tourist town was a peruvian wedding, which after running out of booze we promptly crashed. Trying to blend in was tough. Four white guys pulling moves never seen on a peruvian dance floor attracted the attention of security within a few minutes. A shame as I was really enjoying listening to the only 4 songs peruvians seem to know (More on this next time).
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Arequipa & Colca Canyon
... for breakfast, and after breakfast the trip continued one hour more over dirt roads towards "Cruz Del Condor", a lookout point over the canyon, where condor birds can be seen. It was a pity we only saw 1, but it was impressive to see such a huge bird float through the air in the canyon.
One hour later, around 9 am, we were dropped off at the trailhead of the canyon descent. We walked for about 4h, and in the meanwhile we got to know our fellow hikers. It was a very nice ...
Ica & Huacachina
... where we booked one of the activities around the oasis: two hours of sandboarding and racing through the sanddunes with a dune buggy. At 4pm we got in the buggy, buckled up, and left at great speed through the sanddunes. Our driver knew exactly how to excite us by driving up to the edge of the dunes, and go over the edge to race further at dazzling speed. After 15 minutes he stopped at the edge of a dune, for our first sandboarding experience. We slided down the dunes ...
Arequipa
... home that I may have won a rather exciting competition but I wonīt spill the beans till itīs all confirmed.
On the first proper day in Arequipa the sun was shining (although Gemma appears to distrust Peruīs climate on principle and wore her down jacket despite the sunshine). I managed to fall down a hole in the pavement proving that I am as graceful in Peru as I am in England. Rather ...


