Arica- ciudad fantasma

The last weekend I spent in Arica, Chile. It is a smaller than Tacna, harbor-town, on the other side of the peruvian south border with Chile. Arriving at 7:15 am at the train station Arica. The train we traveled with, was from 1855! Wild West experience! I hoped to see the promessed beautiful sun set in the desert, but actually it was nothing spectacular.
Arica - a ghost-city, surprisingly with many foreign tourists, as it is announced as the "Chilean tropics". Hahahaha, that's a big exaggeration!
Rocio, Roberto and me went there to participate in the Laboratorium Experimental de Teatro (Experimental Theatre Laboratory). I was asked to give one class of dance improvisation...

Workshop. Some good warming up for the body.

Dance Improvisation at site-specific place. Dynamic constellations to warm up the space.

Roberto giving a warm expressionistic workshop how to construct a character in a play.

But the Chilean food doesn't belong to the most sophisticated...
We ask la Señorita for a sandwich "sin cremas", means without mayonesa, mustard, kechup etc. She says of course, sin cremas. In a momnet, pam! on the table lands a sandwich with pouring out avocado mixed with extreme quantity of mayonesa. Pero Señorita! we have asked without sauce! Right, but "mayo" is always included, "cremas" is only ketchup and mustard...

I think, I'm really lucky...lucky to be sent to Tacna for this placement...I would come back with the first plane, if it would be 6 months in ciudad-fantasma, Arica.
Tacna, tak Tacna, what a wonderful world...