Buses in South America seem to be the way. Back home using National Express is truly an awful way to travel but a 12 hour bus ride from Nazca to Arequipa really wasn´t that bad at all. Especially when the seats recline like beds and are as wide as a first class seat on a plane. We paid for an expensive bus, I think as we just shelled out for the Nazca lines we were in $$ mood. It was worth it. We pulled into the beautiful city of Arequipa which is Peru´s true gem. This is really where the breath taking views have began for Rob and I.

So far Lima and the west coast all the way down to Nazca has offered little in terms of mountains but here it is. Two thousand meters above sea level which is only the beginning I am told. Anyone who travels with me knows I sleep everywhere so I pull up to the town fast asleep. I am woken up to a Mike Tyson spin out of Altitude sickness. Being a city boy I feel it straight away. Rob who is more outdoors these days due to his new life in Vancouver adjusts quickly. I feel sick as a dog and I have taken pills to ease it which are kicking in.

The views are amazing the mountains in the background and in front of us a beautiful colonial city.