Arica y Parinacota region, Chile
At the pass’ summit, on the border with Bolivia and Chile, I quickly take a picture. A cold rain was on me most of the time while going up and an other shower was threatening me in the distance. I have to go down for about 10 kilometers before getting to the customs, half of the distance passing a long line of trucks waiting their turn to go through the strict Chilean control (for about 12 hours, of what I’ve been told later).
Modern buildings, signalization telling me where to go, I make my passport stamped. When I say to the custom officer that I take the small dirt road following the Bolivian border, which is starting at the custom station, I deserve a hybrid look saying Continue reading
