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Published: October 8th 2011
It was as cold as we had been yet in early morning Uyuni. We walked down to the bus station, or at least the area of the street the buses leave from. They had been threatening to build a terminal for a few years now and it remained just that – a threat.
A giant deep fried pancake bought on the street for about 20 cents brought peace to our complaining stomachs, and it was tasty too. Pretty si...
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slowfeet
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?Thanks for the reminders. We\'d forgotten about Erica, and about that toilet. Potosi was also the town with the row of wedding dress shops - amazing confections.