Hotel Libertador Reserva Natural - Paracas Pisco

... Lima, that I was getting private transportation and not was going with Cruz del Sur for that part of the journey. When I reached Hotel El Mirador, I was pleasantly surprised to see that two Danish couples had checked in earlier the same afternoon, and I was kind of looking forward to meeting them. However, even though I did spend some time hanging around on the terrace and went to the restaurant for dinner, I never got even the faintest glimpse of them. What a shame – at ...

... beavered fervently in tiny kitchens chopping onions and spinning frying plans like circus performers. Local painters and workmen sat around to squeeze limes over their Cerviche and exchange stories, while others sank rum and cokes and Pisco Sours.<br><br>I was dripping drool on the scorching pavement by the time I eventually settled for a mixed seafood with rice, and washed it down with fat bottle of ice cold Pilsen beer for a measly 5 soles (just over a pound). We ...

We headed north on a sweaty beaten up old coach with the windows wound down to mix the smell of mouldy feet with the warm breeze that blew in through the windows. Corn fields and grapevines flew past in dusty blurs as the ladies who sell their weird snacks wandered up and down the aisle selling corn and fried animal crackers to all that were hungry or bored. Children cried intermittently and lovers exchanged sweaty kisses like high school children ...

... an earthquake looking at the mess of the place... literlly, there were piles of rubble everywhere... the only built places were the bank, the monument in the square and the schools... we got some cash and got a taxi straight out of there.. sadly. I checked on the internet later, and there was an earthquake in 2007which is why it is like it is... sometimesI wish guide books were moreup to dat, its hard to ...

... was the Sandboarding in the dunes in Huacachina, scary, we had a mental driver which drove us through the dunes like a manic. I just kept my eyes closed and prayed :-)<br><br>Von Lima haben wir einen oeffentlichen Bus nach Pisco genommen, 4 Stunden Fahrt. Shirey unsere peruanische Reiseleiterin hat uns geraten unser Gepaeck nie aus den Augen zu lassen und sich uns von niemanden ansprechen zu lassen, da viel gestohlen wird. <br ...

About an hours drive from Ica, we head to the coastal town of Paracas. From the time we entered the town we had a guy literally latch on to the car and ran while we drove to the port (he held on for about 3-4 minutes still running and then harrassed us for another half an hour). He was trying to sell us his boat tour and after a bit of shopping around we went with his company. It was great, we got to see sea lions, dolpins, penguins, local boobie birds,pelicans etc.<br><br>We ...

... of the five spent in Paracas, we<br>went to bed with bellies full of the freshest seafood imaginable. <br>Scallops, sea bass ceviche, steak, eggs, fried bananas, mind-blowing<br>soups, and yes, plenty of rice. As it turns out, the Paracan's<br>tolerance for spice is mild in comparison to Mollie and my own.<br><br>[Mollie's notes: Rosas<br>kitchen (El Arizal) and her wait staff were so charming! Clelia's<br>hostel (El Refugio del Pirata) was AMAZING. I watched E ...

... sewer system doesn't seem to work well as there are many diseases still present. Even the locals boil the water before they use it... There are still emergency tents built up instead of a proper emergency station and no street signs or signages are installed. <br><br>The people of Pisco seem to have a fear of each other as all the small shops are barricaded and you have to order through the metal bars. All windows have bars in front and ...

... and without too much hassle found a place to stay for the night before heading to work the next day. The next morning started with a rather scary intro to living in an earthquake zone... Around 10am we were having a lie in in the hostel when we heard this rumble outside like a massive truck driving past, but then it just got louder and louder and suddenly the walls shook violently, the lights flicked on and off and everything was moving!! We ...

... Beschlag nahm. Auf dem Markt sahen wir Tamarindenfrüchte, Orangen, Bananen und Ananas und viel Gemüse. Abgesehen davon überraschte uns die Vielzahl der Tuktuks (Moped-rikschas) in den Straßen, durch die eine transpazifische Verbindung geschaffen wurde, so dass wir uns in die Straßen Hanois oder Bangkoks versetzt fühlten. <br><br>In dieser Menschenmenge nahmen wir zwischen all den Indianischen Menschen die ersten afrikanischen Gesichtszüge wahr. Es gab viele afro ...