A todos gringos les gusta Sublime, ¿verdad?

So, I don´t sleep the night before my bus to Chile and I barely sleep on the bus there, thanks to some wonderful cute kids (I only say so I don´t offend those with kids). Then, I get dropped off in the middle of nowhere, no, wait, in the middle of a desert and go in search of this hostel I booked. I felt like a crazy person roaming this little town feeling like I have absolutely no idea where I am going. Things shape with a lot of help from people (hey, I speak Spanish now!). Ok, so it is actually a town in Northern Chile called San Pedro de Atacama. The hostel´s cute run by a cute little family and I get to eat Quinoa cause I am in a hippy town! That night I slept a lot and relaxed in the morning. The next 24 hours were spent sandboarding, going to the valley of the moon (seriously), waking up at 3 to see geysers before sunrise, swimming in thermal baths, and visiting a town of 15 people. Tomorrow I am heading out to Bolivia on a little tour of the salt flats.