Casa Villa Arequipa
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- Continental Breakfast
- Drycleaning onsite
- Minbar in room
- Multilingual staff
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... the pilots and a bed for me. Just Teresa and I, 3 medics and the pilots. we had never been in such a small plane. It was pretty scary but we were pleased to get out of there. We flew at the same hight as a commercial plane, and the scenery was amazing. I couldn't believe we were on it, for one we had waited so long, and for another it's where any backpacker doesn't want to end up. Finally we were on our way to ...
... cobblestone streets. It was a monastery for the wealthy with the women's families paying 2,000 silver coins for their entry. The women brought along with them a maid and a servant; the new nuns living it up in the style to which they were accustomed. After almost three centuries of these hedonistic goings-on, a strict Dominican nun arrived to straighten things out. The complex remained shrouded in mystery until it was forced open to the public in 1970. At one time 450 ...
... unable to catch our breath, before we decended again for a breakfast stop. A bit of a traffic jam as Emma was stopped from exiting the bus due to a llama which was on a lead with a small boy holding him. Another bread roll and jam for breakfast. We drove on for a further hour down a bumpy dirt track, with spectacular mountain, and active volcano views. We came to a stop to watch the condors fly around the mountains. The biggest flying bird on land, they were extremley impressive. We ...
... who do need the docs and a finger print in most cases -bizarre!). So in we hop into a 6person plane and the moment we get into the air, the plane can barely fly level due to its size and my stomach gives a warning lurch. Since we started this trip I seem to get sick on buses which sway too much so I thought it was just warning shots. As we approached the whale lines, the plane tipped to the right for all us right hand passengers to have a 'perfect photo opportunity' and ...
... eyes as one of their ¨sons¨ marks this sentimental moment of their beloved village.
Moving up the coast to the next booming beach town, Mancora, we board a very sketchy looking overnight bus. After a disrupted 9 hour journey through the night, where the seats don’t recline and the bus stops constantly to exchange passengers, we disembark in the very early hours of the morning just as the sun shines first light. Dad reaches into his backpack to retrieve ...