We're in San Pedro de Atacama, and we've found our people again. By which I mean the vegan hippies of the world. None of us have the dreadlocks and knit cap (wait, I actually *do* have the knit cap...) but these are very much our people. When Ashland, OR is off season, now we know where everyone migrates to. Here and Puerto Natales.
San Pedro is a quaint little adobe village with dirt streets and the most spectacular night sky I have ever seen. Everything is painfully picturesque.
I'll write again when we return to Santiago and I can include photos.
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