Finally Getting Sick

Day: 379

I normally have a rather strong gut, but unfortunately Bolivia might have viruses which can compete with the assortment of worldly enzymes in my belly. Worse than that, while I felt uncomfortable, it downright destroyed Felicia, leaving us both in bed to drink 7-UP (a remedy which she had never heard of) and wishing for some soup.

The worst part is that we booked a two day overnight horse ride for tomorrow morning, so I sure hope we are allowed to push it back a day and not lose our $35 each.

Bolivian Bus

Day: 378

The woman at the bus station told us in an unsure voice that it was 4 hours from Uyuni to Tupiza; turns out my instinct was right and after 7 hours in a over crowded bus we arrived in the tiny canyon town of Tupiza, Bolivia. We found a hotel and proceeded to do very little for the rest of the day.

Earths Flattest

Day: 377

Up early (aka the unholy time of pre-6am) to catch the sunrise over the Salar de Uyuni, the worlds flattest place. Our group made it out quicker than the other groups and proceeded to spend and hour and a half taking all kinds of assorted pictures in a land with no prespective.

The day passed quicker than one would have thought and before we knew it we had driven all over the salar, visiting the cacti covered Isla Pescado (it supposedly looks like a fish, although I didnt see it), more random salar pictures, visits to where they harvest salt for export to Brazil, and a visit to a train graveyard, which grandpa would have throughly enjoyed.

The later afternoon passed, with a little time on the internet and finding how to make it south to the desert town of Tupiza, which turned out to be a 6am chicken bus loaded with people who havent showered in longer than me.

Birds and Desolation

Day: 376

Lots more time wandering the Bolivian Altiplano, and checking out the assorted lagoons full of flamingos and the little town of San Juan (where we were unable to buy any snacks because of our lack of Bolivianos, which the guy who sold us the tour told us we could get at the border. This turned out to be a lie.)

Enter Bolivia

Day: 375

Sorry about the lack of writing, but we have just spent the last three days crossing the desolation of the Bolivian Salt Flats, Salar de Uyuni (with myself, Felicia and 4 british girls (poor Rob)) The worlds largest salt flat, the lack of electricity and time has lead me to picture only posts.