Been busy lately and haven’t had the chance to update my travel notes. It’s been almost a month since I visited the Salt Flats. What an out-of-this world experience. A desert of salt, 10,000 sq.km wide, (and it is salty; I tasted it.) I remember the brightness, whiteness, emptiness of the place. You have to wear sunglasses or you’d go blind. We stayed in a hostel made of salt: the bed, the walls, the chairs, tables, the floor…
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After visiting the salt flats, we continued driving toward San Pedro Atacama, Chile, and passed by lagoons, more desert, geysers, and beautiful snow-capped mountains:
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San Pedro de Atacama in Chile was a laid-back, dare I say touristy, but very chill small town. I remember the border crossing in the desert: a small building where we got off the trucks to get our passports stamped, hopping into a bus,then driving past the barrier. And just like that I was in Chile.
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