My first attraction to visit Bolivia was to visit the Salt Flats in Uyuni but soon discovered there was so much more….a 3 day tour, which was as cheap as chips, ok some things were questionable, (sure we cater for gluten free, you just don’t get a meal lol, oh wait we have canned soup! seriously how hard is it to scramble some eggs?!) Well make for great stories of this rustic country, I certainly laughed a lot….. The whole place looked like a painting and felt so familiar in a comforting way, While visiting one of the areas not surprisingly name Salvador Dali Desert, so the story goes that he was inspired by the desert and fragments are noticeable in his painting, well I can’t confirm that for sure, although this is what I found online.
So how does one get to Bolivia? well originally I was going to fly to La Paz, then bus to Uyuni and go from there, minor mishap with my credit card, (not impressed ANZ), so i lost a day trying to get a ticket, I only had a ticket to Buenos Aires, (turns out I did have ticket…too long to explain) on the plane I met two argentinian guys, (Twins, hot, too young, sigh) and suggested the way to go, and once I arrived at my hostel a few girls gave me the same direction, so I decided to go for it, of course the hard way with one goal in mind, cross the boarder on foot during sunrise.
So I got a plane to Jujuy, pronounce (Ho hoi), short flight, shared a cab with some other people, got to this dodgy looking hostel, got a cab to the bus stop (after waiting forever for info, bizarre cab driver, who came back after he dropped me off and offered to take me around and I had hours to wait for the bus, yeah right, no thanks), the bus finally arrived by this time it was pretty late, I sat next to a lovely ol bloke who a little while in asked if i would hold a plastic bag for him so he could stretch out and sleep, me being me, said ‘sure”, seriously i need to think things through sometimes, well i have no idea what was in the bag, felt like hay and and smelt like crap as in the real crap! as soon as he fell asleep i put it down on the floor, you would think he would at least share his blanket with me, hahahah. We finally arrived at the end of the line, a little out of it I looked around then remember I needed to get a cab to the boarder of Argentina, Sat there for a couple of hours (time change) watching people come and go doing their daily thing i guess, very cool, a few people asked me questions and one lady said ‘she doesn’t understand’ actually I do but not that easy for me to reply. I sat all rugged up wearing 5 layers, yes I was prepared, 3rd in line I waited for immigration opened up, that was pretty easy, I walked across the bridge, Day breaking, Boom! Bolivia, I changed some money and got a cab to the bus station, I bought my bus ticket, had a huge coffee while I waited, watching people set up for stores, friendly faced greeting each other…… finally got on the bus and passed out before it left, it was so hot in there, tired and dehydrated I struggled to stay awake for the first part missing some spectacular scenery along the way. A few stops along the way, let me tell you if you don’t have any coins for the toilet, the door woman will not let you in, believe me I begged her, so do as the locals do and go behind the shed…Arrived in Uyuni…What an amazing ride, way too many stories to share but some are meant just for me…..