Heading inland and abandoning Chiles 1000’s of kilometres desert coast we headed inland to Baquedano, which in its heyday was an important railway intersection for transporting minerals from Bolivia to the coast. The railway graveyard featured is being turned into an open museum. By now we were in the Atacama Desert, the driest desert in the world and almost no more vegetation was to be seen anywhere.We had lunch in a tiny little roadside eatery and the waitress took a liking to our driver, Rodriguez, dropping subtle courting hints like thrusting her ample cleavage into his face.