Following lines in the sand: Nazca
April 15th 2006 (Sean guest writing...) Easter Saturday and we were both half-dead, the OC partying in Huacachina having gone on til dawn.
We put ourselves in the hands of Jesus (that being the name of our collectivo taxi driver across the desert) and made it to Nazca. The collectivo was an ancient Ford with four other passengers and a smelly dog, and Esther had to spend the whole ride sat on my lap. The passen
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