Day Twenty-Eight – Bye Bye Bolivia 

Today saw the end of my tour of Salar de Uyuni, and surrounding area; it also saw the end of my backwards tour of Bolivia. We made some beautiful stops in the last four hours of the tour, as follows: 

You can see the pipe they’ve put there for tourist enjoyment.
The sun is coming!
I’m such a good selfie taker!

The Tour Crew: Ronald, Andy [front]; ###, Simon, Antoine [middle]
And the back seat buddies! We were nominated to man the back seat for height reasons. This was mostly okay, except for this one time when we hit a dip so hard that or heads bounced off the ceiling, and almost together.

This is at the thermal baths, although the photo only includes the run off from the bath, not the bath itself. Only Antoine was brave enough to get in. Although, it was not, of course, the getting in that worried the hanger-backers, but rather the getting out.
Still at the thermal baths, you cant really see them in this photo but there is a couple walking around the edge ofthe lake with their dog. It made me miss Ayla and Forrest something fierce.
The dogs in question.
Mountain across from the Dali Desert. The Dali Desertwas pretty forgettable, a bunch of largish stones in a flat desert. It put me in mind of Salvador Dali’s “Persistance of Memory”; however, now that I look at the painting, Insee the clocks are not on rocks at all. Anyhow, browsing through his work you can see hiw often the brown canvas of the desert is used as a backdrop for his subject. Truly, the desert makes you feel like being very free with colour and form… your eyes are so tired of brown, and flat.
Laguna Verde: we were advised that it is arsenic in the water from the volcano that turns the water green. Unless there is another chemical in the water, which the arsenic is reacting to, this cannot be true since arsenic is white. But the particles likely change the reflected colour of the sky, resulting in the turquoise green colour.


Random chance put Tom and Thurid, as well as their tour mates Niklas and Doerthe on the same transfer bus to San Pedro de Atacama, Chile. Our intention was to check out a well-recommended hostel called Sonchek, however, a set of very persuasive ladies waiting at the bus drop off point convinced us to consider other options. While we didn’t end up staying at their hostel, it did result in our browsing some of the other options. As a result the five of us are staying at Hostel Corvatsch, which is quite fancy, for 8000 Chilean pesos a night. And the wifi rocks! Woot! I admit I’m pretty pumped to be back in Chile again. It is a psychological relief to be out of the overwhelming, pervasive poverty of Bolivia.

Making decisions with cinqo personnes is mui difficile y lente, but eventually we mastered the recalcitrant repas, and boy did we do it well:  

Peopele, starting from the top left and heading clockwise: Doerthe, Thurid, Tom and Niklas. Food, starting from the top: bread, cheese [goat and cow], cherry tomatoes, pineapple, avocado/cucumber, and olives: delish!

And look what Tom found while reading the newspaper:

Desierto Florida: proof that it’s happening THIS year!
I was hoping, since I read about it in my Eyewitness Chili book, and was pretty sure, since Eli had mentioned it. But here is proof! I’ll figure out how to stop in that area for a day on my way to Santiago. ..somehow.

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