Blogs from Salar de Uyuni, Potosí Department, Bolivia, South America - page 62

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We did finally make it to Uyuni. Isla got there in the day and booked us on a tour, found a hotel and got to enjoy the scenery from Potosi. I however travelled in the night on the worst road, in the smallest bus, but at least arrived two hours early. Uyuni is a town that dies every night after 10pm and everyone hibernates at home within their very sexy 80s ski-suits, but then unlike every other town nearby it is born-again-bustling by 8am due to the hundred plus tourists who leave for the salt flat tours each day. First stop after about 10 mins is the train graveyard. Bolivia in the Spanish conquest hayday had an impressive train network that criss-crossed the remarkably flat Altiplano allowing smooth, fast transport to virtually everywhere. But like ... read more


The salt flats were fabulous-probably our favouirite part of Boliva!... read more
Our new group!
One of Denise's little adventures!
Sometimes rocks are just so exciting!


If you never clicked on the huge icon left of this text then now is the time. Clicked it? See the big white spot in the middle of the picture? That’s the Salar de Uyuni with 10.580 square kilometres the world's largest salt flat. The salt is at the outer fringes only a couple of centimetres but closer to the middle up to 6 meters thick. That’s enough salt for all the soups in the world. The nice thing abut the Salar is that it also doubles as a huge canvas for tourists to take pictures. The salt is absolutely white it is nearly impossible to judge distances. Have a look at the pics and you know what I mean. There is not much to do on the Salar apart from driving long distances, taking lots ... read more
Cementerio del trenes
Salt Hotel
Pretty white


Salar de Uyuni is no doubt one of the more amazing places I had a chance to visit since the start of my journey in South America. This place reminded me why I'm traveling, and what I'm for in South America. The whole 4 day jeep tour was great, and the only thing I'm sorry about is that I didn't have more time for photos, but I hope I'll be able to return there one day and complete the stock. But first thing first. Salar de Uyuni is a desert in the bottom left corner of Bolivia, with some incredible sites, the most interesting one being a desert of salt. To see'em you must take a jeep tour of a few days, as there are no good roads in the area. We organized as a group ... read more
One of the ingenious villages
The Jeep
The Guys


We cross the border into Bolivia and instantly the mood and scenery are electrified. Everything is more colourful, hectic, brighter, and complemented by a dizzy head from the change in altitude. A few local boys followed us around in our confused state, trying to 'help' us in return for a few Bolivianos or Argentine pesos - unfortunately we had spent all our pesos in the hope of simply getting Bolivianos at the nearest ATM to avoid the exchange process, however its not an easy thing to find an ATM in this part of the world. We walked up to the bus stop, still blown away by the change in mood and attitude of the Bolivians, it´s palpable. We took the 4 hour bus through some rough country into Tupiza our first real stop in Bolivia. Arriving ... read more
Having a Butch moment
Canyon
Meeting the llamas


Bolivia, un país roto. En Argentina las cosas son baratas y funcionan, en Bolivia más barato aún pero nada funciona. Y esto es mucho decir pero los bolivianos no son la raza más alegre. Haciéndoles justicia ellos no tienen mucho para hacerse sonreír. Llegaron los españoles en los primeros días del siglo 16 y no perdieron tiempo en destruir el Imperio Inca. En 1824, Ganó su independencia Perú de España, mientras Alto Perú permaneció en posesión del imperio español. Un año después, el héroe nacional - y por lo general panamericano - Simón Bolívar envió una fuerza bajo el mandato del general Antonio José de Sucre para obtener su independencia. Alto Perú se convirtió en La República de Bolivia, y Bolívar y Sucre el primer y segundo presidentes respectivamente. Lamentablemente, eso no fue el fin y ... read more
Isla de Los Pescadores, Salar de Uyuni
Reflejos... y Sal.
2º día: Laguna Verde


From Potosí we took a very crowded and bumpy, five hour bus journey to Uyuni. The town would be a "middle of nowhere town" if it weren´t for all the Gringos that walk the streets looking for the best-value Land Cruiser tour to the world´s largest salt flats nearby and of course somewhere to feed, water and shelter themselves for a night. No matter where you stay in Uyuni, the nights are so cold that the water in the pipes freezes, leaving you with no running water for morning ablutions. As we stayed in Uyuni for two nights, we cheated the frost on the second day by showering late in the morning and warmed ourselves up before going to bed by sitting next to the fireplace at Los Locos pub (the Bolivian vino tinto and game ... read more
Left to Rust....
A New Friend
Playing with Perspective


Hello Everyone, I am writing this having sadly just left Bolivia, a truly wonderful country. In the last blog we had just left Argentina for a brief stop in San Pedro de Atacama, Chile. We only spent one very cold night there - enough time to book a three day tour that would take us into Bolivia and the Uyuni Salt Flats. It was a travelling friends birthday so we went to see the sunset at the ´Valley of the Moon´just outside San Pedro which was really beautiful and as the name and my pictures suggest very moon like with large sand dunes. We woke very early the next morning and took a bus to the Bolivian border crossing - a tiny building, the road suddenly going from tarmack to cross country. Our group consisted of ... read more
Valle de La Luna
Bolivia
Arbol de Piedra


The flight into Bolivia was an experience in itself; it hugged the coastline and landed three times to pick up passengers. The final destination was La Paz which at 4000m is the highest capital city in the world; the first thing that hits you is the altitude, which leaves you out of breath after one flight of stairs. It’s a strange location for a city, nestled into a valley surrounded by 6000m snow capped peaks. There are many more indigenous people in Bolivia than I saw in Chile, dressed traditionally in bulky skirts, ponchos and funny bowler hats perched on top of their heads. The city itself is basically one massive market with everything imaginable for sale, my two favorite little cobbled streets housed the local dress market which had brightly colored clothing lining every stall ... read more


We rise early as our minibus to the Bolivian border departs at 8am. On the minibus, we meet Ian and Clare who will be our travelling companions for the next three days. The minibus makes the short journey to the Chilean border, where our passports are stamped and we are allowed to continue without any hassle. The minibus continues onwards towards Bolivian immigration. Once through this, and having paid the small fee to enter the country, we are taken to a building and given breakfast, which is the usual fare of bread, jam and tea. Fortunately there is hot water with the option of milk, rather than just a cup of hot milk and a teabag, which is customary. After breakfast, our minibus driver points out a red Toyota Landcruiser that he says is ours for ... read more
Bolivian border crossing post.
Welcome to Bolivia 1.
Welcome to Bolivia 2.




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