The person who picked us up had to drop his mother off in a town called Chañaral, it was the town in which he had grown up, but he now lived in Copiapo, his mother was visiting some friends. He was heading to a place nearby called Porto Fino, a small village of summer huts on the beach, he was off to body board for a couple of days, some time off work to relax and enjoy himself. He just casually invited us along with him and said we could stay at his beach house for a couple of nights, its on the way to where we want to go and its free accommodation, I'm certainly not complaining. In the village there must only be about thirty houses maximum, most of which are just quick wooden fabrication, his he says is his surf hut, he comes here with his friends to chill out and catch some waves. The hut itself is quite cool, outside looks like a standard wooden shack, inside looks like a tool shed but with sofas and tables and chairs, it has a roof terrace and another room at the top. It is any child's dream, the ideal little house that you dream of having when you are a child. It was hand made by the owner and his mate, he was explaining that you don't even need to purchase the land, just find a patch and make a house and its yours. After staying in the hut a night I have begun to see the positives and negatives, well maybe more negatives but I did get a good nights sleep on a fold out mattress. The hut looks very hand made, the edges don't seem to join up properly the windows don't align with the frames, there are gaps everywhere, even though some have been covered by perspex or other plastic sheets. It really doesn't look or feel secure but I have been assured it is and after having lunch on the roof it does sort of feel okay, just the look fills me with doubt. By the way the hut has no water or electricity so its very basic indeed, basically in my mind it was like sleeping in a big tent that we didn't have to pitch, clean or put away afterwards.