Salar de Uyuni

Soooooo, as our bus pulled into La Paz in the afternoon of the 11th we decided that this was not a place we wanted to linger. Its like one massive slum, houses made out of mud bricks, raw sewage in the streets..... no thanks. So after 2 hours in the bus station having a bite to eat we were on the night bus to Uyuni (still having trouble pronouncing that). A 12 hour overnight journey on a comfy tourist bus with mega reclining seats, fantastic! Or so we thought, for some reason a spanish dubbed kung foo movie was being played on the bus' Tv and at an excruciating volume. Then after an hour of relative comfort (if you discount the battering our eardrums were taking) the road became a dirt track. The next 11hours can be best described as trying to sleep whilst enduring a continuous earthquake and a spanish jackie chan practiced kung foo infront of you. When the bus journey from hell finally ended, and all the travellers had collected their belongings which had been strewn about the bus, we booked a one day tour of the salt flats.

This was very pleasant. The salts flats are, in a word, HUGE!! We took a 1hr drive to a lump of rock sitting in the middle of endless salt, strangely called fish island. The climb to the top was short but it opened up a mind blowing view of the flats, as far as the eye could see in all directions was white, pure bright white. A good job i bought some 1pound sunglasses before departure. After taking some silly photos we headed back to Uyuni and bought a ticket for the night train to the argentinian border. Which is what we will be boarding in...... an hour and a half. Hopefully no kung foo this time! Blog soon

Rich