Huanachina

when  Maija and I got bak to Cusco she found out that she only had $ 100 left in here bank account. As a consiquence she was not able to to take the the  2 weeks of spanish classes she was anticipapateing to attend  cusco. Instead she got the money back from the school and  we decided that we were going to go meet the boys, (wilder and tom) in a small town call huanachina near the city of Ica in the north west of Cusco. It was a 15 hour bus ride over night to Ica through nuasiating twists and turns between the mountains. When we finally got to Huanachina we checked into the first hostal we could find. there was a pool, hot showers, and many travelers about the same age as us but there was a little bit of a wierd vibe going on... when we hooked up with the boys later on in the day they told us that there travel book had said that our hostel was known for  their scamy staff and young women often get hit on and taken advantage of so we check out asap and moved into a calm rustic hostal around the corner with wilder and tom. in the evening we hiked up the sand dunes and atempted to sand board but we ended up sitting on the board and riding it back down into town. The next day we went back to Ica hopped on the first the first bus to lima...