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Watching the sun go down from the high dune
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Watching the sun go down from the high dune

Glamping in the Sand Dunes of Huacachina
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Glamping in the Sand Dunes of Huacachina

Our daughters joined us for a night in the dunes outside Ica — dune buggies, sandboarding, and dinner under an impossibly star-filled sky.

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White canvas tents on the dune at golden hour
The oasis and town, seen from the top of the dune
The dune ridge, late light, no one on it
The dunes end to end, a buggy parked at the rim
The camp sign, and the camp below it
Under the canopy after the sun went down
Everyone on the buggy, flag up
On the ridge as the sun dropped
Walking the spine of the dune
Watching the sun go down from the high dune
Sitting out on the sand at dusk
The grill going under string lights
The long table under the canopy, after dark
Out on the dune under the stars
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The coast from the air, coming in
The overwater bungalows along the lagoon
A single palm over the shallows
The bungalows seen from the water
An alpaca and her cria above the valley
Terracotta walls on a Pisac lane
Inside the barrel sauna
The lodge after dark, under a bright moon
Tented lodges at dusk
Wood-fired tubs beside the river
Cabins beneath the ridge
Bunting over a cobbled street in Ollantaytambo