Then we went to a street where most backpackers would hang out as we wanted to make reservation for a trip that we planned for the next day. There were a lot of travel agents on that street.
There were too many of these children and they were determined to sell us a can of Coca Cola. All means were legitimate, even shaking our boat, so that we would be scared of falling into the water.
My wife and I left the hotel to walk around this tiny village. We just fell for this place. In the afternoon we made a hike to a nearby hill. From the view point one could see the entire Atacama desert. |
