Today I flew alone to Calama and then bused to San Pedro Atacama, the famous desert in Chile. I almost didn't come because I had a wave of fear. What would happen, traveling alone, what if I get lost? But everything I want is on the other side of fear so I booked the trip. I'm so glad to God that I did. Getting here was a long process and the town seemed much more rugged than I thought it would be, but now I like it. I'm super glad to see something that I've read about in person. And since I missed visiting the Valle de la Luna in Argentina, I'm glad to visit it here (by the way Chilean and Argentinian Valle de Lunas are two different valleys and have very different looking scenery).