Tour Day 3: A thermal pool on a chilly sunrise, then onto Chile

It’s pitch black and bloody cold at 4.30am as our trusty band of gringos emerges groaning from our overnight hostel, in the middle of nowhere for Tour Day 3 (see Days One and Two). Awakening wasn’t a problem as nobody had slept well – deep sleep breathing had proved impossible at this altitude. By 5am we were on the ‘road’ in the darkness, our amazing driver somehow knew which of the identical tracks to take across the desert, aided only by his headlights.

Before 6am, still dark, we’d reached the steaming geysers of Sol de Manana, white hot air blowing up into the sky. They’re best seen at sunrise, but we had other plans, namely a hot natural bath! So off we went towards Laguna Polques with its hot springs contained in rudimentary pools, arriving about 6.30am to find the loos still shut & the changing rooms very basic. We weren’t the first there, but it wasn’t crowded. Still bloody cold there was time for just one quick foto (see top one) before entering the relief of the hot baths. Bliss. Continue reading


Tour Day 2: Volcanos, Lakes and Deserts on the Bolivia / Chile Border


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On the move by 7.30am on Day 2 of our Tour from Uyuni, #Bolivia to San Pedro de Atacama in #Chile. We left our salt hotel and the Salar de Uyuni behind and travelled south along the edge of Cordillera … Continue reading

Tour Day 1: The Salar de Uyuni – salt flats at 3700m?


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Hmmm…sea salt at nearly 4000m above sea level? Yes indeed! The Tour we’d booked ages ago would take us from the town of Uyuni, in south-west Bolivia, to the town of San Pedro de Atacama, in north-east Chile, over the … Continue reading

Sunsets, a train cemetery and history in the town of Uyuni


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The windswept, dusty, dirty, little town of #Uyuni lies on the south-west Bolivian altiplano, to the west of the Cordillera Oriental (small mountain range), on a large flat plain. It’s great for sunsets, and some history, such as the train … Continue reading

Disaster strikes – not once, but twice!

You may have noticed this blog has had a quiet week…we set out last Monday, 17 March, for Copacabana and the Isla del Sol on Lake Titicaca, in high spirits.

At the mid point of our trip, ahead of us lay many interesting and exciting options. We had a general plan – few days on the Isla, another week to explore the underbelly of La Paz/El Alto, on to Salar d’Uyuni and the Atacama desert, the north of Chile, an anarchist bookfair in Santiago, more Chilean culture and sights, before back to Santiago for May Day, followed by a last Pacific beach blast before a visit to family in Canada.

We have, and would have had, plenty more to write and say, pics to share, opinions and rants to unleash. Alas…it was not to be…

By Wednesday we were back in La Paz licking a wound, one of us was quite sick. A Friday in a clinic, and tests revealed both salmonella and amoebic dysentery in the gut, so strong meds were purchased, and we had 8 days to recover for the Uyuni and onwards.

It was not to be. The call that all travellers fear and hope does not come, came – an elderly parent, in London, has suddenly just died. And that is that, the end of the trip, c’est la vie as they don’t say in Spanish. The priority now is to return to share the practical and emotional burdens of bereavement with family and friends. Marion D Beasley RIP, a kind soul who gave so much and asked so little in return, you will be missed.

So no time now, as we tap away awaiting a connecting flight faraway, for stories anew. No time to tell of the hailstorm that left the beaches of the Isla del Sol white, nor of the odd celebrations in La Paz this weekend to commemorate a Pacific war long lost.

This may, or may not, be the last post to this blog? We may, or may not, return later to complete our south American trip? Thanks for reading, we hope you were amused, entertained, informed and provoked in equal measure. We were!