Nazca, Peru
Today was an early start as we caught our 7am flight on route to our flight over the mysterious Nazca lines. The plane that took us to Ica only seated 12 passengers and 2 pilots. We had a cosy seat at the back.
Ica airport was nothing more than a lamding strip and a couple of small huts. We hung around for half an hour watching a giant condor stretch its wings then we were called for our flight over the lines.
The plane here was no bigger than the giant...