I usually lick windows not walls
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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Hotel de Sal Samarikuna
Erica however was completely fine. The state of the place we had stayed in everyone thought we would be eaten by bedbugs but thankfully none of us had any symptoms at all. The tiger bed spreads were actually very comfortable.
We were in the jeep and back on the road by about 07:20, we saw a few amazing lagoons with lots more flamingos, the famous rock tree which we were told by Rocco is millions of years old (but then again I don’t think we have had a single truth yet we were promised double rooms last night!), we even ended up climbing some of the rocks which were unthinkable yesterday
Also of note today the jeep broke down maybe 5 times, despite Rocco guaranteeing a jeep less than two years old ours must be about 15 but to be fair our driver must know how to fix everything, he even managed to repair a problem with the clutch today and at one point I thought he had disappeared into the engine. Erica took a picture of him which we liked so much he has asked us to send to him.
For lunch we stopped in a tiny remote village, we stopped at someones house and had soup, followed by llama and salad and rice which was all good. Next we headed down the valley where our lunch had been sourced from. It was really weird with all the surrounding arid landscape just a small stream which has grown grass around it supporting huge heards of llama and other animals.
We headed into a couple more villages which after seeing one village the others aren’t quite as interesting, they are generally built of mud bricks with mud and straw roofs (adobe) although the newer have corrugated tin
We finally managed to make it to our accommodation for the night, a modern hostel type place made more or less entirely of salt, the wall are salt, the beds are salt, the floors are crumbled salt, we all licked the walls just to check. We had been warned off the salt hotels as they are dumping poo in the salt flats however Rocco had guaranteed we wouldn’t be staying there and this does seem too new to be one of the old environmental disasters.
Despite the lack of sleep last night everyone was looking forward to a bit of a drink tonight and as our last night of this tour it needs to be done. The Bolivian wine is very good and at 3 pounds a bottle between 6 it is affordable too even though we are a captive market.
Still as amazing as this trip has been we are looking forward to washing our clothes, ourselves and having those little luxuries like internet and running water. Tomorrow we will be dropped off in Uyuni where we have to make some quick and bold decisions. We really don’t have enough time to do what we want to do in Bolivia, similarly though we do not want to backtrack 20 hours each way to complete what we have missed. Oh well life can be a bitch sometimes.
We gathered for dinner and this time there was no wine in sight only water and tea
Andre kindly bought a bottle of Bolivian wine that we shared (it was really good) and Kieron supplied a bottle of beer. Another table had gone to bed and left a quarter of a bottle of wine so Will mineswept it and we had that too as everyone else had gone to bed. Rocco had a lot to answer for as we finally went to bed with rumbling stomachs.