Still waiting for the coffee to enter my blood.

So yesterday I was in Nazca. I did a day trip from Lima which meant that I got up at 3am and came back at midnight. The bus to N. takes 7 hours and both rides I was blessed with snorers beside me and did not get any sleep. We were then transferred to the little airport which apparently only serves the Nazca lines and waited at this desolate place for another few hours until put into these small aircrafts which hold 2 Pilots and 5 passengers. I have been flying once in a plane only slightly bigger so I did not see reason to be too concerned. Man, I was wrong. The flight lasts about 30 minutes, which was 5 minutes too short for me to either faint or vomit or both. We were given a chart of the flight route indicating when we we would reach which lines. And then we took off. The initial excitement quickly wore off. It is quite a strong wind there and the little plane was not once in a position any aircraft should be in my opinion. It was jumping up and down and the pilots were so nice to slant it immensely to the left or right in order to give us a better view which meant that we were flying in a series of curves. As soon as a line turned up the pilot shouted which wing and we duly tried to hold the cameras into the mentioned direction. After a while I shot randomly so as not having to open my eyes. Other passengers stopped taking pics entirely and clung to their seats. I was lucky to catch some good shots, though it was too high for really good pics but too low to be a comfortable distance away from earth.

Well, we staggered out, glad to be alive, after 30 minutes which felt like hours. I was completely drenched and felt like a sailor after 2 years at sea. We were transferred back into the city. I had originally thought to go sightseeing the remaining two hours but instead went into the first Roky's, refilled my energy with fried chicken and ketsup, and spend the remainder of the time in the bus company's waiting room. I was in bed by 1am. All in all, I am glad I did it, one really should have seen the lines, but it is 20 hours of waiting either in a bus, terminal, or airport, and 30 very intense minutes in between, and I would not recommend it for people between 13 and 50. There is not much information regarding the lines, except for the video they play in the airport, a shame, because they could really do something with it.