Siete.

I visited Nasca for a flying on Cessna the plane. If Cessna could be transformed into a yacht, there is doesn't need any thoughts about ideal present anymore. People say, under the Cessna route you can see some funny pictures in the sand. Well, what else about Nasca? Big river southerly. River for a one time in one year, another time - town's scrapheap. Local people still friendly, some offerings about drinks, sex, particularly takings at first opportunity. Administrator-man from BckPck's hostel switched on U2 for all backpackers permanently, so I decided to show to him Knock-knock-knock on the heaven's door video in defense for Khimkinskij les. Be proud, Shevchuk, now the world gets one more 150-centimeters happy Peruvian guy.