Perú has yet to fail me in AMAZINGNESS. These last 4 days we have been traveling in the desert of Perú. We went to Nazca-Ica-Huacachina-Paracas and back again. The Nazca lines (ancient lines from pre incan times in shaped of animals and other things drawn in the sand) were more than we imagined. The town of Nazca was a ton of fun. Ica was HUGE and right in the middle of the desert, and the oasis of Huacachina -where we couldn't find a room because it was semana santa and apparently its the busiest travel days of the year and pitched a tent out of rocks poles and duct tape and slept in blankets Maria and Adam borrowed/stole from neighboring hostels- was not what was expected at all. It was like we were in the middle of the Sahara! Paracas was full of Peruvian tourists. It's beaches were full of sting rays and Adam got stung actually. And the Ballistas islands were full of sea lions and pegüínos. An amazing weekend. More to come when we get back to the states.
Coming back to Cusco after yet another amazing trip once again made me feel so at home, but this time its differnt. No Laura. No Matt. No ProWorld. No school. I feel alone and robbed. I had a life here, and just like that, its gone. I miss Laura. I miss Megan. I miss yoga. I miss Adam and Alyssa and Maria. I mis everything.
t-45 hours till our bus to Lima, then our flight to the Amazon jungle. Then I'll miss Cusco.
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