Pisco to Chincha to Ica

So quick update as I am pressed for time.

We chilled in Pisco for 2 more days being bums, eating ceviche and touring the wildlife. All in all a good time, though not as good as the previous two days. What goes up must come down I suppose. We didnt plan to stay the extra night in Pisco but we were asked to go out to a discoteca with some locals (on of which worked in the hostal) and figured it could be a good time. Turned out a little different though. We first got the hint it was going to be slightly odd when only 2 of them showed up, thus making it a sort of double date. We started out by going to a karaoke bar where ¨Ceviche Mixta¨(my band whose named was coined by a random Peruvian who found out our group of girls came from so many different countries) did our first performance. We did a beautiful rendition of Yellow Submarine and The Greatest Love of All. Quite a showing of talent I might say. Then we headed to the discoteca where things got un poco annoying. Nili and I wanted to dance together but the 2 guys, Manuel and Manuel would not leave us alone. When I tried to go to the bathroom Manuel uno tried to come with me. Ew. We quickly nipped their love for us in the bud and danced solo on the dance floor. We then got pushed into a dance circle with many Peruvians clapping us on. We were in the middle of having lots of fun when Manuel squared reappeared to tell us that these people were not our friends. Wierd.

Anywho we left promptly the next day, and by that I mean 2 pm. We arrived in Chincha, a town known for its African drumming and nightclubs. Things started going downhill when our hostal turned out to be a converted mental hospital, I ended up with terrible stomach problems, and the electricity in the whole city turned off. Not so fun.

Now we are in Ica, huancachina really, about to do some sandboarding and wine tasting.

peace

oH yes, I have about 20 new bugbites in case anyone cares. I think I am one big flea.
nicole