The first impression with Chile and 'was very welcoming. In fact, after two weeks of travel in a bus on dirt roads and jeep covered with sand in the desert, just after the last EU-co-Bolivia-Chile, the bus will get onto a paved road, and for us, 'was a relief that you can not imagine.
Arriving in this small town in the Atacama desert, we feel just a 'magical atmosphere that predicts that the days you spend here will be memorable. There 's something in the smiles of the inhabitants of San Pedro, the way they move, which immediately makes us feel at ease and gives us serenity '. This small town seems in fact an island in the middle of the desert. All work carried out negozzietti, restaurants, very nice hostels, travel agencies and tours. The streets are spotless and the car and 'allowed to enter only temporarily. Being here and 'absolutely enchanting. 
time to settle in the hostel and eat a trout in the oven, and we're ready for the hike in the desert. First stop: Sandboarding! 
Stage Moon Valley, where he took some pictures in bizarre 'waiting for the sunset. 
Here our guide tells us that in San Pedro de Atacama you can admire the sunset in two stages: first, the sun disappears over the horizon and the second in the opposite direction with the mountains that gradually take on different color from the 'orange to red, purple and blue. 
After being slaughtered by sandboarding going up and down the dunes, and after enjoying the stunning sunset, we return to the village destroyed and hungry. We turn to the pretty streets of San Pedro in search of a good restaurant. Although very nice and welcoming, no one catches our attention because 'they all seem made for the tourist. At the end we decided to stop at a 'humble Pollera. 
We are the only tourists in ten villagers who enjoy watching a funny variety 'on TV, drinking beer and eating chicken with his hands strictly. We are not the least, even given the hunger we order the double of their portions. At the end in 3 consume two whole chickens, a plate of chips fries, a soda and a carton of fruit juice for a total of $ 10 (€ 7). And I swear I ate a good chicken most of my life. 
The next morning we allow ourselves some 'trekking between cactus and streams. 
We are told we are admiring a garden millennium, as the cactus grows half an inch a year and given the scale, you do a little 'calculations. 
Landscape and 'fantastic. All 'horizon admire a chain of volcanoes, including the' grand Licancabur. More Featured deserts, canyons, cactus and the "pillow the mother-in-law ", a thorny plant-shaped loaf. 
Finally we close the 'hike with a swim in the river. 
Departing from San Pedro de Atacama, we headed north return to Peru. Arica and 'the last village on the border. 
Nothing noteworthy in this town' unless we were lucky to come through here in a day of the patron. 
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