Uyuni: 26 Mar
After the rivetting tour of the train cemetery (maybe I'll stop the puns when I eventually get some photos on the site), we checked into Hostel Marith, a pretty good place along the main road. It would be a great place if there was a kitchen, slighty warmer showers, and the entire washing line outside my room didn't have large raw llama steaks hanging on it to drip dry in the desert sun.
But besides that, the 11 of us had a post-tour pissup at the well known (if you are a Gringo) Minuteman Pizzarria. We even met up with James, the American we last saw in the hippy town of El Bolson more than three weeks ago. Apparently, he found a secret herb garden at the place we were staying, and has been 'stuck' there since!
Anyway, I'm on a bus to La Paz tonight, stopping in Oruro at 03h00, where I have to change busses. It's gonna be dodgy!
posted by Colin at 7:59 pm
2 Comments:
Nooit dude! It sounds legendary! See if you can find some alpaca carcas/steaks and take photos - I would like to use it to terrorise Goof... hehehe. Have fun! I am very impressed with all your writing! I haven't read this much since attempting to read Lord of the Rings!
Hey Bru!!!
Happy Birthday - I would wish for you to drink lots of foreign sounding beverages and eat lots of chocolates but you seem to be doing that already! So have a great day!
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