Day 35. Antofagasta 17 hours Later
The road north of Santiago to Antofagasta is basically all desert and non-scenic and that’s what we saw for 1,315 kilometers when we weren’t sleeping. The guy I sat next to said it was the biggest dessert in the Americas. At brief points, the Pacific Coast was visible but that was rare. Along the way, we randomly saw a huge hand statue. We were able to snap a quick photo from the road but it would have been nice to get up close to it.
We were nearing 4:45pm and then our bus attendant came in and told us we were approaching Antofagasta and about 10 minutes from the bus terminal. Antofagasta seems like an oasis compared to everything we had just driven through. Using the phone of the brother I was sitting next to, I informed my family in Antofagasta we were close so that we could get picked up. My dad and another friend picked us up and took us to my Uncle Pablo’s place.
My three cousins and aunt were at the house and my uncle came home after his work. It was nice seeing them because it’s been sometime. The house is spacious and has a great view of the ocean from the terrace. We got cleaned up and had a bite to eat. They had their meeting tonight so we got to catch that. It was really nice to meet the friends. Spur of the moment, Tallon says to me, “It would be cool to play soccer here,” and I turned to the kids and asked if they play fútbol. Of course they did and then they asked us if we wanted to play tomorrow. And of course we did so we got a game planned for tomorrow. After the meeting, we walked to an Italian restaurant and had a good dinner. We went home and then I knocked out a few hours of needed work before going to bed (past 4am).Google+