Lima – Naska
Upon arrival in Lima we had a free day, but we were not going to rest. Finding out where the gold museum is located, we decided to combine acquaintance with the city and inspect the museum exposition. Having estimated on the Google map, that the museum is about 7 km, we went to it on foot. But after the cleanest air about. Easter turned out to be a gamble. If on the street Larco the situation was more or less tolerable, then on Javier Prado Este, who is not part of the elite districts, could stand so that there was nothing to breathe. And not surprisingly, thousands of cars belching into the air, black clubs of exhaust gases, were driving down the street. In Peru, there are no strict restrictions on the CO2 content of car emissions.
Immediately after catching a taxi, ten minutes later we were at the museum fence. A ticket costs 36 soles.
In general, information about the size of the museum collection was exaggerated. And the museum itself contained a pleasant surprise: in addition to gold, it contains a huge collection of ancient weapons, uniforms and other military equipment. Shooting in the museum is prohibited, so I had to use the phone.
The collection of weapons that occupies the first floor is striking not only by the quantity, but also by the uniqueness of its exhibits, many can only be guessed about the functionality of many.
The gold museum itself is located underground. The annotation of the museum collection states that only a small part of the Inca gold is collected here, because the bulk of the Spaniards took out, melted for ease of decoration and objects of worship in the banal gold bullion. But it was quite enough that it was exhibited in the museum windows to amaze our imagination.
Returning to the hotel, we spent our Ukrainian comrades and went to bed early, because departure to Nazca was scheduled for three in the morning.
It took seven hours to get to this city. Carlos brought us to the bus station, where we passed the registration and inspection as at the airport. On the way there were only 2 stops: most of the tourists went out to Paracas, and at Ike, another fifteen people got on an almost empty bus.
On the way hit citrus bazaar. Mountains of fruit were put up right at the curb and the driver of our bus could not resist and made an additional stop.
The bus turned out to be extremely comfortable, was equipped with video monitors and for the trip we were able to watch as many as 6 (!) Films. In general, the time flew by quite quickly. The only thing that darkened our mood was the weather. From the very morning low clouds hung over the plateau, and a light drizzle began several times. I remembered the warning in Moscow, that in this weather you can not see anything.
In Nazca, we were met by a representative of a local tour operator and informed that the airport was closed by the dispatcher and we had to wait. Walking around the city for half an hour, we returned to the agency. The news was still disappointing and so we were offered to have dinner not after, but before the flight.
Returning from the restaurant, we saw three more people in the office, eager to get to the airfield and in ten minutes the “good” was received. The way to the airport took fifteen minutes, another twenty minutes to complete the necessary formalities and, finally, we found ourselves on the airfield.
To fly was to “Siesna” – 2 pilots and four passengers. The desert area itself, where geoglyphs are small, is small, so the entire flight takes no more than 30 minutes. The pilot is trying to ensure that each geoglyph is visible to passengers from both sides, so he constantly constantly lays turns, which causes some inconvenience. In addition, the inspection takes place at three heights of 240, 360 and 420 meters, the plane constantly then soars up, then descends. From this, after landing, you want to sit or lie on the grass.
It should be noted that once again the weather favored us – as soon as we appeared on the tarmac and clouds, as if by magic, they began to rise rapidly, and during take-off the sun peeped out and soon the sky turned blue. Visibility was great!
Returning to the city in half an hour we were sitting in the bus. On the way back we were lucky to witness the sunset over the Nazca Plateau.
To the delight of this surrealistic picture, a slight sadness mixed in – our journey through Peru ended. I caught myself thinking that for the first time I did not want to go home. This did not happen either in numerous trips or in sightseeing tours. Peru fascinated us.
The next day was devoted to collecting and buying the missing souvenirs. On the street Larco mono find a bunch of shops selling everything you need for tourists. Products from alpaca and silver are usually brought from Peru. Best in quality is considered to be alpaca baby. Specialized shops are located on Larco literally at every turn. Do not be lazy and go for it – prices can vary significantly, and in some stores you can get on sale.