Blogs from San Pedro de Atacama, Antofagasta Region, Chile, South America - page 15

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Oh how nice it was to come out of the third world poverty. From the second we left the Bolivian roads (aka tire tracks in the sand), we drove onto a beautiful asphalt highway. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve seen a real road, since I’ve seen asphalt?! And not only was it paved, but there were lines painted on it and even road signs! We were still in the middle of no-where but everything felt vastly different. Our bus driver was wearing a nicely pressed shirt instead of the filthy rags our Bolivian jeep driver wore, and he spoke clearly, and told us what we were seeing, instead of grunting annoyed answers. The people of Chile were so friendly. We made friends with so many people from old to young in the ... read more


Crossing the Andes Having loved Patagonian Chile so much, I decided to return to the country to explore the central and northern regions. In retrospect this logic was flawed as the south is so different to the rest of the country. Where the south had wonderful landscapes and great beers, the north has uninspiring towns and cities and Crystal/Escudo drinking hordes. Nevertheless the trip started well with the lake and road trip across the Andes. This is how Che and Alberto crossed into Chile in The Motorcycle Diaries although the beautiful isolation of that scene was tempered by the hordes of tourists on my trip. We drove from Bariloche to Puerto Pañuelo, bordering the Nahuel Huapi Lake where we boarded the Victoria Andina catamaran to sail along the lake to Puerto Blest. The sun shone through ... read more
Saltos de Petrohue and Osorno Volcano
Osorno Volcano and Lake Llanquihue
Statue of Allende in Santiago


Merry Christmas everyone. Please see attached video not to be opened before 25th December! Love George and Lindsay... read more


Oh overpriced sweltering hell of a town. How we hate thee. Too bad we are stuck here for two days. And all the visa atms are broken. At least our bus tickets out of here are already paid for. Ramen for dinner anyone?... read more
Horrible place
Out the bus window
Salt flats


So picking up where I left off, the bus headed into the hills, and the tropical forests retreated to leave grass climbing up the these huge mountains, still covered in cloud from the rain. Soon the grass gave up; there were some cactus and some spectacular rock colours, and the road hadn´t even turned west yet! As we climbed up the road the cactus started to thin out, leaving only rock and mud. But what rock! It was sculpted by the wind or deeply cleft by water, and then amazingly, the hills started to green up again - a spiky grass that I had seen in Patagonia and another bush, and the road carried on it´s way up the side of the hill. We topped out about an hour and a half after we left the ... read more
Salt Valley
watching the setting sun
UV warning


So I find myself leaving Argentina with some mixed emotions - i've had some fantastic times here, with some fantastic people, and now the voyage into the unknown begins. The stories of bolivia and peru don't fill me with confidence, either! Since i'm not relying on Argentine hospitality any more, I thought i'd write a little about the falklands; it seems to be a national obsession; there are airports named after them, monuments everywhere, stickers in cars and signs. In point of fact, within an hour of waking up on my first day i'd seen a roadside sign saying "the falklands are argentine". All well and good, but this was 3000 km to the north! It certainly didn't make me comfortable being a brit. I also saw maps and tourist guides that include them as Argentinian; ... read more


We arrived in San Pedro from one of the longest straight downhill roads I have ever been on (well not one of - it was the longest) about 40 minutes driving straight down at a decent angle, there were plenty of emergency exits, a few crosses marking the road and a driver that yawned too often, so I didn't feel comfortable taking a nap on that trip. Chilean border formalities are a little longer than others but we made it to dusty San Pedro around midday. The town is a small oasis, no paved roads, just dusty streets and a small plaza. Chile seems more expensive at first glance, the people lighter skinned and less indigenous than Ecuador, Peru and Bolivia and have even seen that young babies are not wrapped up in blankets and thrown ... read more
Deb and I with Rorie and Emer at Valle de la Luna
Sunset on the Salar de Atacama
Wine and hammock time for Deb and Emer


Our salt flat tour dropped us off in San Pedro de Atacama, and small town in the Northern Chile. As soon as we got off the bus, we met Simply Red, or, the owner (?) of Hostel Flordia. Yes, his name is Simply Red, he told us to call him that. Checked into the hostel and wound up spending three nights in this great little town. On the first night, Esther, Lyndsey, Carol, Rhod (who we met on the salt flat tour), went out for dinner at La Casona (which Rhod and I discovered earlier in the afternoon when looking for a place to get some afternoon drinks at). Great little restauarant with a nice patio out back and a fire pit. After La Casona we headed out to another bar, called "Milagro" for some late ... read more
Simply Red!
Ice cream and cocktails!
Yay tshirts!


On our last day in the Atacama desert we had the whole morning to do whatever we wanted to. I decided to go sand boarding with Lizzy, Sam, Sonni and Lindsay. I got up at 8 to eat breakfast and we had to be to the sand boarding place by 9. When we arrived at the place nobody was there and it looked closed but we were a little early. A guy that worked at the restaurant across the street knew the people so he called them to tell them we were waiting. A lady showed up pretty quickly. We paid for our little excursion and then a guy picked out boards for us. The van that was supposed to pick us up was having some trouble and running late. While we waited, I went across ... read more
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Atacama ja hiekkaerämaan ihmeet Mikä ihme voi ihmistä kiinnostaa ja ihastuttaa hiekassa, kivessä ja suolassa sekä kaikissa niissä kummallisissa olomuodoissa, joita nämä muodostavat kun niitä kertyy yhteen paikkaan runsain mitoin? Siitä piti päästä ottamaan selvää kuivimpaan paikkaan mitä keksiä saattaa, eli Atacaman autiomaahan eli A3 Tourin viimeiseen viralliseeb etappiin. Saavuimme San Pedro de Atacamaan myöhään illalla ilman minkäänlaista mahdollisuutta edes vilkuilla ympärillemme kun pimeys oli ihan täydellinen. Vain kummallisen mallinen kuunsirppi valaisi ympäristöä ja muuten kaikki oli lähinnä arvailujen varassa. Olimme päässeet hotelliin bussin päätepysäkille sattuneen maasturikuskin kyydillä kun kylillä ei varsinaisesti takseja ole olemassakaan. Kuljetus on siis hoidettava aina jonkun kanssa sopimalla tai sitten kävellen. Kassien kanssa pimeässä hortoilu ei vaikuttan... read more
Joka puolella savuttaa
Laguna ja cerro Miscanti
El Tatio geysiirejä




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