Valle del Arco Iris:
An inspiring land rich in colors, strange little flowers, otherworldly rock formations…
And the native biodiversity thriving by the intermittent creek.
With each step, on both sides of the valley, a new vibrant realm took shape to amaze its visitors. As I walked through it, sensations felt the day before came alive and, flowing out of me, transformed into words, merged into that unforgettable landscape.
During those days, it was the valley’s serenity, its silent colossal beauty, what reignited the writer in me. I knew right there and then that our stories in Atacama had to be told. I had found my Muse and it embraced me dearly… the rest was inexorable.