We were traveling North on Chilli's main highway Ruta 5 - not our ideal. We exited into the town of Pichidangul jammed between Ruta 5 and the Pacific ocean in search of a camp. Before we even got thru town we were hailed by a local and invited back to her home so that her Canadian partner could interrogate us about our travels on her behalf. We found the camp just a kilometer out of town in close proximity to the crash of the Pacific. Astonishing that the whole area was used as the informal rubbish dump for the town. Somehow the locals did not appreciate the beauty on their own doorstep. map
