We stopped to catch our breath and rearrange our body parts on the rim of a gigantic dune. Davide pulled out a surf board and asked, "Sandboarding"? "From here", I squawked, looking at the incredulous incline, and declined. No way could I haul myself up the slope in time for sunset. The whole Ica Desert turned into gold dust as the sun sank and an inky blue twilight took over the sky. We drove deeper into the desert to a tent in a sandy bowl in the middle of nowhere. In this romantic Bedouin setting, a romantic lamplit dinner had been set with champagne, skewered meat and prawn, traditional potato snacks with dips, guacamole, salsa huancaina and green ocopa sauce and gourmet dessert. El Condor Pasa, the lilting Peruvian classic, filled the air as a full moon rose over the dunes. Paracas is the ideal base to set off to Pisco airport for the hour and a half flight over the mysterious Nazca lines. The UNESCO World Heritage Site has bewildered everyone for centuries by their presence, purpose, location and precision. The fact that each iconic image can be perceived only from the sky is intriguing. For years people were driving over them and didnt notice anything. The Pan-American highway built in 1938 cut the image of the lizard in half because of this ignorance. Glued to my window seat behind the pilot in Aerodiana's low flying 12-seater Cessna Grand Caravan, we droned bumblebee-like 3,000ft above the sandy desert.