We took Dune buggies to the site, and they seriously felt like rollercoasters. Up and down some of the largest sand dunes in the world at some amazing speeds. My favourite part is when the buggies drag themselves to the peak of a dune that is so high it eliminates all of horizon, then clumsily tosses itself over the edge, down gradients of sand you have to see to believe. I pretty much laughed and screamed the entire way.
The sandboarding itself was equally as fun and terrifyingly awesome. It’s really hard to tell how steep the sand dunes are when you’re surrounded by sand with no shadows, and no earth as far as the eye can see. Lying on the top of a dune (on a snowboard) and hurling yourself face forward, down, is so much more fun than I had imagined, and I was left wanting more. Unfortunately we had places to be, Nazca.
Nazca was kind of boring actually. Rory and I opted out of the plan ride to see the lines themselves, and mainly just bummed around trying to get cash out all day. The worst part was, we all went to the Planetarium (which I expected to enjoy!) and got bored to sleep by repeatition of information “the lines point to water/ sunrises/ line centres..” “the lines depict anthropomorphical figures..” Blah blah blah. Take me back to the dunes. For serious.
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