Sunrise on the salar.

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The last day saw us drive out onto the salt flats. We had stayed in the town of Uyuni the night before where we had done our washing. Not only was the water freezing cold, our clothes were frozen solid the next morning – stiff as boards. We headed out in the freezing cold. So cold that, standing on the salt pan, my socks were starting to freeze through the soles of my shoes.

But it was worth it. Being on the salt that early in the morning was surreal. We had managed to beat all the other groups, and there was no one at all there. Just us, the breaking dawn, and mile upon mile of dead flat salt pan. Until you go there you really can't appreciate how vast it is, the biggest salt flat in the world.

We took the standard photos, did some driving about looking at different formations, and the salt hotel on the flats, then headed back to Uyuni to say our farewells.

It had been an excellent few days across some of the most spectacular country in the world.

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