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Published: October 24th 2008
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Salta Church
There wasn´t much going on in Salta, although in retrospect the food and wine is missed! The most interesting building there was this church, a mix of old colonial and modern development. Hello everyone
Sorry for the delay in this update, shortly after the last one we left Argentina and entered Bolivia. Internet access here ranges from "extremely slow" to "non-existant", so we´ve had to wait until reaching the capital to post an update.
We started week 6 in Salta, a small Argentinian town with connections to the border. From there we made our way up to Bolivia in what was by Argentian standards a horrible bus. We now know that by Bolivian standards, it was a luxury.
The second we crossed the border into Bolivia, everything around us - the people, the food, the roads, the architecture and the smell - changed. We spent one day in the border town of Villazón and then caught the "only-train-in-Bolivia" up to Uyuni, where the Salt Flat tours begin.
The Salt Flats are one of the strangest places on earth, managing in 3 days to be like the Arctic, the Sahara, an African wildlife reserve and the surface of Mars. Don´t take my word for it.... check out the photos.
People had warned us about the roads in Bolivia. On the tour we finally got to experience it first hand.
Jurassic Park IV
Pretty much the first thing we saw in Bolivia was this nightmare tetanus fairground fiasco. No children seemed keen to ride. There isn´t really a problem with the roads here, the problem is that there are no roads here. Most of them are marked out by a set of 4x4 tracks - you just drive on the same rubble that the car before you chose. The bumping and rattling never stops, it´s like driving around in a paint mixing machine.
En route we started to notice that nothing in Bolivia has been finished. If there is a proper road it will only be tarmacked for 20 feet, the buildings have complete first floors with only half a second floor and all around the sparsely populated south of the country there are solitary pylons and phone masts with no power cables connecting them. They just seem to be for decoration.
We left the Salt Flats battered and wind burnt, and made our way up to La Paz. Unable to face anymore rattling road time, we took the "only-train-in-Bolivia" as far north as we could. The update on our bus journey from there will follow sooner than this one did!
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David & Hanna
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