The Long Journey From Cusco

Cruz del Sur buses are very comfortable and we left Cusco bang on time. We even stopped around 11 pm in Abancay to pick up some more passengers. But around 1 in the morning, as we proceeded through a magical valley, high in the Andes Sierra, we stopped and turned off the engine. Time passed, yes, plenty of time. We worried that something was amiss, but sleep became more pressing and we dozed on and off. About seven hours later, we awoke and stumbled out of the coach to see just what the problem was. There had been a massive landslide in the night and no traffic could pass. The valley was sheer paradise, and we had become stranded within it! Some eight hours late, we started to move once more. The Andean views were stunning, and soon we had descended into a dusty desert-like town. “Where are we, please?”
“Nazca!”
“No, don’t be silly, Nazca is hundreds of kilometers from where we need to be?”
“Nazca.”
The race is on: can we make it to Lima in time for our flight check in? Will we be allowed to fly on to our next big destination?
Well, did we make it? You’ll just have to wait and see and follow the next few blog entries very carefully… See you soon!