On arrival back in Lima for the last time, we went back to our previous hotel and settled down with a walk along the promenade and an a decent meal before bed. Next morning we checked out of the hotel and into the poshest hotel we could find for our last night. We had a look around miraflores and ended up in an archaelogical site that gave a decent idea of what life was like in the good old days (when people lived in pyramids and sacfrificed each other!). The aft...

As soon as we arrived in Nazca, we were hounded by hawkers selling flights over the lines. We took our time and found our hotel. At the hotel we met a friendly fellow traveller who gave us some tips on who to use for our flight and also some tips on other things to do here in the desert. Jo managed to get herself a corn on the cob after panicking that she would never see one ever again. The next morning we had a small breakfast (as this was recommended for inexpe...

We arrived in Miraflores, supposedly the arty bit of Lima, after a very quick and speedy flight. When we arrived at our hotel, Inkawasi we were greeted by a cross between Dracula and a sloth - he was sinister but very slow. We sorted out our travel for the next day (to Nazca to see the lines) and then went for a walk along the promenade by the front. We went and got a maccy ice cream and watched as children (and only children unfortunately!) jumped around in a so...

We arrived back in Cusco on a night bus - local people on the bus were searched for some reason - not sure why? Dodgy coca leaves? and we returned at 3am..we had had our room changed to a noisy one by the evil receptionist at Inka's Dream..something I made the nice girl - Patricia - sort out the next day (what was the evil one's problem with us?!). After missing our well deserved lie-in because of the noise we decide to get up and do something, so what better th...

On our way to Bolivia we got to the Peruvian-Bolivian border and had to get off the coach and walk across. It was all quite confusing to we thought we'd ask PC plod who proceeded to take us into his office. We started to get the feeling we were just about to be done by a dodgy officer and be relieved of all our money as he looked at our passports for ages: one stank of alcohol, another asked if we had any drugs and one sniffed our money belts (he was brave!) but ...