When we got back tot he hotel yesterday (Thursday) we did absolutely nothing, nada, zip. We kind of crashed out, couldn´t be arsed to go out for tea and set our alarm for the first of about 5 7-9 hour bus journeys. Our taxi driver came, and another great bus journey passed without incident, the only downside being the aircon not working too well, and the movies...this time it was ´Coyote Ugly´ and ´Screwed´. ´Screwed´manages a whopping 4.7 out of 10 on the IMDB poll...truely awful. The other night we got ´American Beauty´ for godssakes...!

So here we are in Nazca, a town of 56,000 people famous for one thing - the Nazca lines...more on them tomorrow. We have booked a flight over them (the only way to see them) and a tour to a cemetery for tomorrow, and have booked on a night bus tomorrow night to take us down to Arequipa, which is the City Lucy and Mark loved more than any other in Peru. We have high hopes. A bit of a balls up on my part is that we will be on a bus during the rugby semifinal so COME ON ENGLAND!!! I´ll be cheering you on from somewhere in the desert.