Gettin' Silly on the Salt Flats

Finally warm and comfortable again in an actual hotel. The last four days were rough. Our tour of the Uyuni area of southern Bolivia included a lot of lovely scenery, such as a few high altitude lakes, geysers, rock formations, and salty earth, but also freezing temperatures in very "basic" accommodations. Although most people probably thought the shivering through meals and absence of showers was worth it, we are still on the fence because we had seen a lot of similar landscapes by this point. I guess that's the classic "jaded traveler".

On the last night, our hostal was made completely of salt. Really, the walls, floor, bed platform, stools.

Near where our tour dropped us off, is a sort of "train cemetery". In the mid 1800s, after Bolivia lost the War of the Pacific, they no longer had access to the ocean and therefore had no more use for the trains that carried goods to port, so they just left them there, in the middle of the desert.

A small town called Tupiza, that we saw in the south before the tour had some unique sandstorm formations that reminded me a bit of Bryce Canyon.

The unique part of the Bolivia tour was vast salt flats on the last day. Wide open space like that allows, almost insists upon, kooky photos.