Can I Keep my Supper down?
I arrived at Nazca bright and early in the morning, feeling a bit ill from the trip. I went straight to the airport and booked a flight over the Nazca lines. I probably paid too much (S/350) but was in no mood to shop around or barter.
The flight only lasted 40 minutes and I figured I could keep last nights supper down for that long. One of the girls on my flight couldn't and another lady just about didn't make it either.
After seeing all the photos of these lines in the desert I expected them to be a bit bigger from the air, but I guess the elevation we where flying at made some of them look a little small to me. Anyhow, been there, done that. Time to land the plane. Fast please.
Diarrhea hits again, and I pay a couple of visits to the airports bathroom before heading back to town. A tour operator grabs everyone up he can and gives them a free ride back to town. Parking in front of their office of course. In town I leave my bag at the tour operators and went and ate a so called "American Breakfast". I then walked back to the tour operator and booked a hostel and tour at my next destination. He then walked me down the block to the Cruz del Sur bus terminal and off I went to Paracas, which was only a couple of hours away.