A little town called Nazca
May 5th 2010 We got up early and headed to the bus station where we said our goodbyes to the Dutchies as they headed north and we moved south. The landscape was barren desert again and pretty uneventful. When we got to Nazca, after having being met at the bus terminal by a guy from the hostal (after he’d been waiting for hours for us apparently...oops!), who thought Ian was Peruvian (ha!), we went for a wa
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