Great Chilean "nowhere" (the ending part 3) Finally, in Pico, we arrived late at night, tired and hungry. The driver drove us to quite a decent-looking hotel. It is difficult to say why he did it. Maybe because it was just a good man, and maybe because we were the last passengers, and he wanted to get us to say goodbye. Hotel Sweezy became our home that night. A pleasant woman lodged us in a cozy room and told us that served in the restaurant next door, she said, the menu had many delicious. Thank God, it's Chile, and, thank God, then eat fairly late, and then we would have had to sit on their holdings in the evening. In this area, and it seems to me, and all over Chile, established an unusually cold weather, so that our shelter was a little chilly. In the restaurant roof and walls were generally woven of grass that would fit for the normal climate, so we have swallowed his supper, zapili his hot tea, and ran back to bask in his room. Our room was even cable TV, but unfortunately, we are too tired to watch TV and fall asleep almost instantly. On the streets of the city Pick Pick - a small town in the middle of the Atacama Desert. Here, lush vegetation, which is daily moisturizing mist coming from the Pacific Ocean. Peak is known for its citrus farms, where they grow oranges and one of the special varieties of lemon. But we came here not for the fruit, but in order to go to the thermal baths. It was still early morning when we are wearing bathing suits, has already climbed into the water. They say that water is constantly heated to 40 degrees. I am so not shown. I do not know what does it. Maybe the cold weather manifested itself, or that the sun had just risen, but the water was not so hot. That is, normally, if completely submerged, but only the nose is still freezing. The water was crystal clear, and the walls of the source were smooth with a groove the size of a tennis ball and two small caves, which are in the distant part of the source where the water is several degrees hotter. This water was therapeutic. It helps with respiratory disease and bone. An oasis in the city of Central Avenue Pike Peak looks very nice and well maintained. Along it are planted beautiful gardens with wonderful trees that we could not identify. Throughout the city there is free wireless internet, which pays for the government, which I really enjoyed it. Along the streets are colored plank house, everything is very clean. I liked it. We walked along the highway into town Matilla. Along the edges of the road lights installed with five lamps, these, you know, that place near the houses of celebrities. Very strange. Also along the road grow orange and lemon groves, exuding a marvelous aroma. And next to the road someone had the idea to arrange a park with dinosaurs ... why? It is not clear. Two lonely dinosaur life-size on the background of the desert look like a strange way. Oh no! They still come back! Matilla - a small village, located in the heart of the desert. The town also was very clean and well maintained. Again, we saw colorful plank houses, and downtown, in a small area, is the main attraction Matilla - the church, something similar to a mosque. In 2007 a strong earthquake damaged the building, and work on its restoration has only recently been completed. In this church the dome is made of glass. Through him, the sun penetrates, on which the church is even more magical. Inside, it looks just like the majority of local churches, but the dome is still impressive. Church with a beautiful dome roadside main road we caught a tray with fruit, we decided to try the orange juice. Such delicious juice I drank in my entire life! It seemed as though it added sugar, but no - it was a natural rich taste of fruit. We caught a bus and headed for Iquique, the largest city in northern Chile. When they reached the place, we immediately went to the shelter for tourists "Iquique bekpekerz. The shelter was full of noisy tourists happy. In the evening we decided to join the barbecue, which is arranged in a shelter. Everything was delicious and we were pleased with someone to talk after a long time that we spent on the road in each other's company. We drank some wine and went to sleep. It makes the most delicious orange juice in the world Getting in the old part of the city of Iquique, instantly you feel as though hit the western: there are wooden floors instead of the sidewalks on both sides of the road on which rattles the old tram. Beautifully restored wooden houses located on both sides of the street, shtaketnye fences and overhead windows, painted in cheerful colors, something that reminded me of the city of Savannah, Georgia. The street is a large number of restaurants and souvenir shops, the central square and is arranged so as to attract tourists. While one building drew the attention of his exquisite mosaics. It seems there is now a casino. We had a little spree and missed the last bus, but we bought tickets to the other side, and in the morning, with tickets in hand, boarded a bus to Arica. In the half-asleep, I went over to the memory of the events of recent days. Despite the fact that cities in the desert were not quite so deserted - tourists, filmmakers, the journey has turned out some sort of surreal. Ghost Town, the dinosaurs, the sudden cold, which happened in South America this year - all some kind of unreal and real at the same time. So choose a name for these notes. Something meaningful, "great" - seems to be happening, but at the same time it was kind of strange, and it is unclear why this is happening on the edge of the world, where people somehow, by and large, and not live. In general, some Chilean "nowhere." Start material:
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