Paracas, Pisco and Ica
the weekend after my birthday, we met in Lima a few other volunteers who are then also took away a small party. One of the volunteers even works CIMA in the project, a children's home for boys, located in Cieneguilla. Another volunteers currently in the return of her stay was in Peru and had spent the last week in Lima, knew the children's village, because she has worked there for four months. She was also like me, the Casa Uno allocated. As soon you meet in a city of millions to people who have something in common with a ...
asked the same a few days later, I then Constantinople, one of the volunteers from Lima if I did not want to go with him on the long weekend, a bit south . Friday was here, namely the "dia Feriado" to honor a holiday Migel Grau, a Peruvian war hero, in the Battle of Angamos during the war with Chile was killed. Marie wanted to go with you and so we made the three of us Friday morning on the way to Pisco. Pisco is a small port city in southern Peru, about 235 km south of Lima and zhält about 60,000 inhabitants. It is named after the homonymous brandy Pisco, is also from the national drink (Pisco Sour) made. The ride in one of the many tour buses that carry a relatively favorable across the country, took about 3.5 hours. Having arrived in Pisco and barely got off the bus we were already locked in a travel office where we were offered all sorts of attractions nearby. We did not talk about, of course, Lassen, To book the totally overpriced tourist package tours and first went first to the center of the Plaza de Armas. From there we found a restaurant where we ate lunch and defined the plan for the next few days. And strengthened with an approximate idea of what we wanted to do in the next few days, we first only once to the sea to relax a bit. On a large bar then sat a few anglers who caught her dinner.
Constantine and I
In the late afternoon we made our way to continue on the Paracas peninsula, which is about 20 minutes from Pisco away. There, we found a small Backpackerhostal, less than 200 meters from the sea, as we wanted our Verbing night. In the evening we took a beach walk and then we watched the sunset with a picnic on the sea.
went the very next morning at 8am then a small boat out to the Islas Ballestas, a Natureservat in which it unzhälige sea birds, pelicans, penguins and seals are. On the way back, we have then even saw some dolphins swimming by close to our boat.
The Candelabro de Paracas
back and something is frozen, we headed back on the road to Pisco to go from there to continue to Ica. Before, we had but of course a drink Psico in Pisco and have a quick detour made in a small bar.
Well an hour later we were then in Ica, the capital of the Ica region of the same population of about 1700.000. After we had eaten lunch, we then started looking for a place to stay for the night. Somehow we have then for nearly an hour needed to find a suitable hotel, that was not quite as expensive. But the street where the hotel was came to me in the afternoon before a little strange. There were many smaller hotels in the area, which also had hourly rates. As we looked out the window at night, turns out the agency that down exactly on the opposite street corner, probably went to purchase some women. But as we all so badly by the Impressions of the day, we were not at all in the evening and stopped going out of the hotel, which maybe had something may be dangerous.
But before we spent our night in the middle of the night and bustle in Ica, we were somewhat in the afternoon went out to one of the many wine cellars, around Ica. Ica is in fact one the largest wine growing region of Peru. We learned then a bit about the traditional production of Pisco and the different wines and have also tasted times.
"Moto taxis on the streets of Ica
On Sunday morning we then made the same on the way to the oasis of Huacachina, the oasis found else in South America. In the guide it will be a place described as the Thousand and One Nights, as it as the only green haven, surrounded by huge sand dunes appear.
in a small hostel, with a very spare system, we have then made us comfortable in the hammock until we then sand board, where you can borrow anywhere, have risen high on the dunes. The rather tedious climb was worth it really. Bathed in sweat, reached the top, we had a breathtaking views over the whole of Ica. On one side you could see the lagoon and the city of Ica and the other side you could see into the distant desert. It seems like before, like being in the middle of the Sahara, in view of far and near to nothing except huge sand dunes. Down we went on our sand boards. This was a super funny, but also a pretty sandy matter. Sometimes it was really fast and then had to throw in the middle of the sand to slow down somehow. The rest of the day until late afternoon we went to back home, we still have some relaxed in the hostel system.
Constantine has made it really comfortable
we went and go! !
Somehow the return trip took much longer than the outward journey and it was getting later and later. I had already said in the modest village that we would come back until quite late again but somehow we stood still in front of a locked door. So Marie and I had together with all the luggage and climb over the gate collapse almost to the village, until we finally were able to sleep.
the weekend after my birthday, we met in Lima a few other volunteers who are then also took away a small party. One of the volunteers even works CIMA in the project, a children's home for boys, located in Cieneguilla. Another volunteers currently in the return of her stay was in Peru and had spent the last week in Lima, knew the children's village, because she has worked there for four months. She was also like me, the Casa Uno allocated. As soon you meet in a city of millions to people who have something in common with a ...
asked the same a few days later, I then Constantinople, one of the volunteers from Lima if I did not want to go with him on the long weekend, a bit south . Friday was here, namely the "dia Feriado" to honor a holiday Migel Grau, a Peruvian war hero, in the Battle of Angamos during the war with Chile was killed. Marie wanted to go with you and so we made the three of us Friday morning on the way to Pisco. Pisco is a small port city in southern Peru, about 235 km south of Lima and zhält about 60,000 inhabitants. It is named after the homonymous brandy Pisco, is also from the national drink (Pisco Sour) made. The ride in one of the many tour buses that carry a relatively favorable across the country, took about 3.5 hours. Having arrived in Pisco and barely got off the bus we were already locked in a travel office where we were offered all sorts of attractions nearby. We did not talk about, of course, Lassen, To book the totally overpriced tourist package tours and first went first to the center of the Plaza de Armas. From there we found a restaurant where we ate lunch and defined the plan for the next few days. And strengthened with an approximate idea of what we wanted to do in the next few days, we first only once to the sea to relax a bit. On a large bar then sat a few anglers who caught her dinner.
Constantine and I In the late afternoon we made our way to continue on the Paracas peninsula, which is about 20 minutes from Pisco away. There, we found a small Backpackerhostal, less than 200 meters from the sea, as we wanted our Verbing night. In the evening we took a beach walk and then we watched the sunset with a picnic on the sea.
went the very next morning at 8am then a small boat out to the Islas Ballestas, a Natureservat in which it unzhälige sea birds, pelicans, penguins and seals are. On the way back, we have then even saw some dolphins swimming by close to our boat.
The Candelabro de Paracas 
back and something is frozen, we headed back on the road to Pisco to go from there to continue to Ica. Before, we had but of course a drink Psico in Pisco and have a quick detour made in a small bar.
Well an hour later we were then in Ica, the capital of the Ica region of the same population of about 1700.000. After we had eaten lunch, we then started looking for a place to stay for the night. Somehow we have then for nearly an hour needed to find a suitable hotel, that was not quite as expensive. But the street where the hotel was came to me in the afternoon before a little strange. There were many smaller hotels in the area, which also had hourly rates. As we looked out the window at night, turns out the agency that down exactly on the opposite street corner, probably went to purchase some women. But as we all so badly by the Impressions of the day, we were not at all in the evening and stopped going out of the hotel, which maybe had something may be dangerous.
But before we spent our night in the middle of the night and bustle in Ica, we were somewhat in the afternoon went out to one of the many wine cellars, around Ica. Ica is in fact one the largest wine growing region of Peru. We learned then a bit about the traditional production of Pisco and the different wines and have also tasted times.
"Moto taxis on the streets of Ica On Sunday morning we then made the same on the way to the oasis of Huacachina, the oasis found else in South America. In the guide it will be a place described as the Thousand and One Nights, as it as the only green haven, surrounded by huge sand dunes appear.
in a small hostel, with a very spare system, we have then made us comfortable in the hammock until we then sand board, where you can borrow anywhere, have risen high on the dunes. The rather tedious climb was worth it really. Bathed in sweat, reached the top, we had a breathtaking views over the whole of Ica. On one side you could see the lagoon and the city of Ica and the other side you could see into the distant desert. It seems like before, like being in the middle of the Sahara, in view of far and near to nothing except huge sand dunes. Down we went on our sand boards. This was a super funny, but also a pretty sandy matter. Sometimes it was really fast and then had to throw in the middle of the sand to slow down somehow. The rest of the day until late afternoon we went to back home, we still have some relaxed in the hostel system.
Constantine has made it really comfortable 
we went and go! ! 
Somehow the return trip took much longer than the outward journey and it was getting later and later. I had already said in the modest village that we would come back until quite late again but somehow we stood still in front of a locked door. So Marie and I had together with all the luggage and climb over the gate collapse almost to the village, until we finally were able to sleep.
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