I arrived to Nazca and was greeted by only one hostel tout (or whatever they´re called), but went with the hostel I found in my guidebook, called Friend´s House. My dorm was located on the roof in a shack, more or less, but clean beds and friendly people. I basically passed out and missed all the guitar music the Señor was playing outside my dorm´s door in the lounge (also on top of the roof).
Weather was HOT and I signed up right away for a Nazca lines overflight, which I did early Tuesday morning. Talking about major motion sickness, the pilot would tell us ¨See the monkey on the left!!¨ and massively turn the plane for us to view out the window, only to soon say ¨Now see the monkey from the right¨ and skew the plane the other way. They say an average of 2 people puke during the flight (out of 7). The Korean girl and I both spewed a bit, and the English guy wasn´t looking so good either. But. I saw the lines, they exist, and, no, were not made for aliens but more likely their gods. Sorry to disappoint.
Later I went to a burial ground, original bones/bodies, but not in original spots (or else they´d be covered in sand). All face east to watch the sun come up. Apparently it was acceptable (a thousand years or so ago) to dig up the bodies for fiestas then later return them to the burial ground. Weird.
I then made my exit for Arequipa the same day as to avoid an overnight bus (more likely to be hijacked). I find my volunteer place tomorrow!
Weather was HOT and I signed up right away for a Nazca lines overflight, which I did early Tuesday morning. Talking about major motion sickness, the pilot would tell us ¨See the monkey on the left!!¨ and massively turn the plane for us to view out the window, only to soon say ¨Now see the monkey from the right¨ and skew the plane the other way. They say an average of 2 people puke during the flight (out of 7). The Korean girl and I both spewed a bit, and the English guy wasn´t looking so good either. But. I saw the lines, they exist, and, no, were not made for aliens but more likely their gods. Sorry to disappoint.
Later I went to a burial ground, original bones/bodies, but not in original spots (or else they´d be covered in sand). All face east to watch the sun come up. Apparently it was acceptable (a thousand years or so ago) to dig up the bodies for fiestas then later return them to the burial ground. Weird.
I then made my exit for Arequipa the same day as to avoid an overnight bus (more likely to be hijacked). I find my volunteer place tomorrow!
I'm following your blog now!
ReplyDeleteI was just reminiscing earlier today about the time we were all at the cabin and you called and said there was a tornado coming. Good times.
Sounds like you are having a lot of adventures already!