After a week of rolling through the desert, I realized that I've cycled right into the famous Nazca lines. What to do?!?!? I take a few stops to appreciate these ancient and mysterious designs.
Upon arriving to Nazca, I'm exhuasted. I've cycled over 500 kilometers (300 miles) since leaving Lima, four days. Even more importantly, I have some massive climbing to do to reach Cusco... I have to cross several Andean mountain ranges, and I have a time-line. But first, I need a rest day, my first in two weeks.
So, I start to rest doing the most natural thing possible... I find a pizzeria and order a massive "family-size" pizza. The waitress looks at me strangely as she questions whether it's all for me. I laugh...
"Don't worry," I tell her. "I'll be able to eat it."
"Are you sure?" she questions again.
I just wink and ask for an ice cream also.
Upon arriving to Nazca, I'm exhuasted. I've cycled over 500 kilometers (300 miles) since leaving Lima, four days. Even more importantly, I have some massive climbing to do to reach Cusco... I have to cross several Andean mountain ranges, and I have a time-line. But first, I need a rest day, my first in two weeks.
So, I start to rest doing the most natural thing possible... I find a pizzeria and order a massive "family-size" pizza. The waitress looks at me strangely as she questions whether it's all for me. I laugh...
"Don't worry," I tell her. "I'll be able to eat it."
"Are you sure?" she questions again.
I just wink and ask for an ice cream also.
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