Ross had another rough night. His nasal problems continue. It seems bizarre that in this dry climate (the driest climate we have ever experienced) he is suffering from either a cold, sinus problem or allergies. There is hardly any plant life here.
We have breakfast. We say our goodbyes to Flavio and Patrizia. They have been wonderful hosts. And head back down to the coast.
We have used just a little over a half a tank of gas so far. The remaining gasoline should easily get us back.
We take a different route back to Arica. At Poconchile we take the road over the dune mountain to connect with the road through the Azapa Valley and back to Arica.
We meet no cars or trucks on this connector road.
The scenery is austere as we climb the mountain.
No vegetation. No color exact grey.
And then, once we reach the ridge, another green-floored valley comes into view. It is almost identical in appearance to the Lluta Valley. Except in the Azapa Valley they grow olives. Olive trees everywhere.
We take a detour to view a distant geoglyph.
Then, stop at the Archeological Museum that houses many of the Chinchurro mummies. Some are estimated to be nearly 7000 years old. We eat at the cafe across the street from the museum. We return the car to the shopping plaza. No one checks the car. They tear up my credit car receipt. We pay in cash. They only charge us for two days. Go figure. We grab a taxi and head back to the hostel.
For dinner, we eat at the Salon de Te 890, which is a block away from our hostel at 890 21 de Mayo. Pleasant cafe. Very popular. Great pastries. A charming place.
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