Almost Lost My Cookies in Nasca
November 13th 2008 After spending an afternoon dodging candy stands manned by apathetic women and enduring promotional speeches by every tour company in Nasca, I decided to wake early in the morning and walk the four kilometers to the airport and book my flight over the lines there. Stubbornly, I refused to spend more money that what needed to be spent, forgoing sleep and relaxation in the process. The early morning
... read more