We went into Lompoca last week hoping to find a little joy in a place we’re so familiar with and then get lost in the endless stream of tourists and locals that have come and gone over the years.
Lompochos are small, flat, two-story buildings in the middle of the desert.
Most are abandoned, but there are also a few that have been turned into hotel rooms and restaurants, and there’s a few in the process of being converted into hotels.
A few have also been converted into art installations.
When we first arrived at the town of Lompoko, about two hours south of the capital Lompac, we were greeted by a small wooden house in the shade of a palm tree.
Inside was a table with a tablecloth, a small pot, a plate, and a plastic bag.
There was also a small sign outside the door that read, “I am a Lompoche, my name is Lompoh, and my dream is to see the world with a Lompo”.
It was clear that we were in for a special night, as we entered the town and stepped into a small room with a wooden table and a lamp in the corner.
The first thing we noticed was that the building looked very much like a Lomo, a town in Ecuador, and we didn’t know where to go from there.
We went down the stairs to a large room with one of the Lompos, a circular staircase that leads down into the desert below.
In the Lomo’s main hall, we found a table, some dishes, and three people sitting at a table.
The room was very quiet, but it was the same for all three of us, so we didn