Beautiful Andes and the bus journey down South

Going towards Ica on the Pan Americana, there were mountains of sand on one side and the Pacific Ocean on the other. Passed by villages with small huts, rows of chicken coops, and lot of street vendors. At every traffic light had vendors reaching out at the window to sell their wares. Living in the US, we had completely forgotten how accessible things were, especially food and one did not need to stock up a lot while traveling. Sugar cane juice, coke (that tasted exactly like Thumbs-Up), corn and much more. Here's a picture of the corn we bought from near the bus terminal. It was being sold by a roadside vendor ( piping hot, taken out from her pot of boiling water) and served with some delicious spicy salsa.