Dodgy sandboards and wine tours
Trip Start Sep 20, 2010
162Trip End Dec 18, 2011
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The only reason to come to Nazca is the Nazca lines and to be honest we were really only here because of me. Donnchadh had been before and wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about them, and Liz and Lucy were pretty boved. I felt that if we were in the area I couldn’t really not go. The best way to see them is to fly over in a small aircraft but price and non-interest meant we didn’t go for that option and instead jumped on a local bus with all our gear and headed 20km north to the mirador. I’m not really sure what I was expecting but the rusty iron tower across the road when we got off the bus wasn’t it. "Seriously?" Liz and Lucy chimed. “I told you” Donnchadh replied. The next bus heading north to Ica wasn’t due for an hour so we climbed the steps and got our first view of the lines. “Wow!” was not what Liz said. More like, “They’re drawings?!? I thought they were natural lines that looked like things. So glad we didn’t pay for a flight to see this!” I thought they were pretty cool and even though we could only see 2 of them from not a great angle I was a little disappointed we hadn’t taken the flight
We arrived in Ica a couple of hours later and got straight in a taxi to nearby Huacachina. Huacachina is surrounded by massive sand dunes and the plan was to go out in a buggy the next day. Ica is also the biggest wine region in Peru so we planned on doing a wine tour, and once we checked into a hotel with a pool in the sunshine Lucy in particular planned to lie around that. Well, we were up late the next day as usual and didn’t get breakfast until 11am. Donn and Lucy’s 'luck’ prevailed and there was no sun, and we decided that the buggies didn’t look that exciting as they were too big to go really crazy in! Instead we hopped in a taxi for a personal wine tour. This was also not overly successful although entertaining and enjoyable nonetheless. The first place we arrived to at 2pm, was playing loud music and had a load of drunk teenagers dancing gratuitously on a dance floor! Not like wine tasting in Australia! The guy who owned the place was also hammered and stared intently at one of us each time he talked, I think to avoid falling over. We were pretty proud of ourselves for understanding the mumbling Spanish enough to work out the types of wines and how long they are stored for etc. The wine itself was foul and Lucy especially kept throwing it on the floor! I was a little worried what he was actually giving us because he appeared to be opening barrels at random and making is drink the contents
When we got back instead of going buggying we decided the walk up the dunes. Kevin and Lucy wanted to try out the sandboarding and opted for the cheap option which is basically a piece of plywood with Velcro straps for your feet. It was tough work walking up the dune….think 3 steps forward 2 steps back..but we made it eventually and got a great view over Huacachina, the mountains to the south and the dunes continuing into the north. Kevin had first go at the sandboard, which wasn’t very successful. Sand causes a lot more friction than snow and you need wax to make the board slippery enough to move
That night myself (Kevin) and Dunka left the boring girls behind and went to hit the Huacachina happy hours. Plenty of pisco sours, f*cking Huacachinas (it’s a cocktail) and waffle talk later we stumbled back to the bedrooms to wake and annoy the girls. Unfortunately in the half awake hung-over pack I think I left my camera in one of the bedrooms we had. Pretty annoyed at myself but thankfully there weren’t too many photos we hadn’t backed up. First real loss of the trip so can’t complain too much. Next stop, Lima.