The Reed Islands

Arrived in Peru yesterday. Drove 12 hours to find our hotel which was literally 8 minutes from the airport. Then, got up early, drove for an hour to get on the highway that was 5 minutes from the hotel. Steven's spanish is working remarkably well, particularly when it comes to following directions. Drove to Pisco, a dump of a town with absolutely disgustingly repulsive fish-smelling scents up and down the highway, but also saw the Nazca Lines, a series of geoglyphs made about 1600 years ago, carved into the landscapes by aliens (?), locals (?), or creatures themselves(?). Blow up the pic to see what I mean.

The flight was actually not too bad, but the severe banking got old after about 15 turns. Tomorrow we take driving lessons to see if we can really make a 2 hour trip into an all-nighter.