Being blonde has its bonuses

25 March
Bus Arequipa to Nazca

While on the bus we decided that the Galapagos Fund couldn`t support the Nazca lines so when we arrived in Nazca we asked the bus driver if we could pay for the onward trip to Ica. This appeared to be ok so we remained in our seats. Shortly after the bus left Nazca, the steward seemd pretty abrupt and was muttering in Spanish and motioning for us to follow him. Convinced we were about to be dumped on the side of the road, we got out of our seats terrified, and followed him downstairs to the drivers enclosure where we were shown 2 front row seats next to the driver. Still uncertain as to what was actually happening and fearing for our safety we sat down and smiled sweetly.... We knew it was all ok when we were offered some of the drivers chicken and rice and told this was a free favour for us. They were obviously just craving some female company so we chatted in our best spanish all the way to Ica, high fiving our stow-away status and best seats on the bus!

From the bus station in Ica we caught a taxi to the desert oasis town, Huachachina, surrounded by huge sand dunes, where our driver hooted and whistled at every girl we passed and was flabbergasted that we didn`t have lots of boyfriends on the go like he did! The delighted duo were thrilled to see a swimming pool at our hostal and the thought of wearing slops again.