Huacachina

The coast of Peru has a strrrrong contrast between the air and the land.  The land is dry, plants are rare outside of irrigated fields, and those few are hardy trees with whispy feather like leaves, and a rare lost looking palm tree.

The hills show their bones, rocks and sand piled up against a fuzzy horizon, but the air is rich with water causing the fuzziness, blurring the distance and intensifying the heat.

After hours of riding on the bus, it all blurs, and the little towns have very few differences, and to my eyes, far too many buildings are raw and unfinished, with a great many only finished on the front, a smooth well painted front with raw ugly brick around the sides and back.

Just outside the sandy city of Ica is an oasis surrounded by high sand dunes, isolated from the encompasing desert by the walls of sand.  A very small place, the pond in the middle easily walked around in under ten minutes.

I do not know how well the new camera will show, but look for the dots of people on the dunes.  And please ignore the date stamps.  I did not notice them until the upload.