Deceptive things sand dunes, one that looks like it can be climbed in about 20 minutes, invariably takes much, much longer. Add the stifling heat and the fact that for every single step up you take up you slide down half and it all adds up to a very, very tiring way to spend the time you should be sitting around the pool having breakfast.
A comparatively short bus journey today of just two hours took us to Nazca and the famous lines.
We found a cracker of a hotel room and spent the evening relaxing and watching television in Spanish, my personal favourite show being 'Peru's Most Amazing Matador Gorings' which was blood-thirtsty, savage and exactly what they deserved, it reminded me of the old adage – 'It's all fun until someone gets hurt, then it's just hilarious'
Peru's inability to get the simplest things done continued in a restaurant that night. In a country that usually takes an order and has the food on your table in two to four minutes we watched in hysterics as a kitchen staff of nine took over an hour to prepare an omelette for me and stir-fried rice for Ciara. There was four other people in the place.
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