An accusation of rape... from Barbie?

Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
Trip End Feb 26, 2011

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Five of our group had a fantastic nights sleep after the previous nights pains. Keiron who slept well the night before hardly slept at all, well that is justice. We got up too at about 06:30 to the smell of bacon cooking from the kitchen. As usual though, our budget bottom end trip gave us the scents and sights of great food and delivered stale bread and margarine.
We were all super keen to get going though as it was our final day of the tour and we all wanted to sort buses out to save spending a day in Uyuni which has fairly poor reviews. We still had no idea where we were going to go to. We really wanted to go to Potosi and Sucre however our decision to try and get to Cusco for Christmas has made visiting all of Bolivia's 'backpacker sights’ unachievable.

We loaded up the van again hoping for less than yesterdays 5 breakdowns and Lucas seemed to be in a good mood again. We headed off in high spirits feeling acclimatised now (well at least after two more Coca tea’s this morning I was feeling fine). We headed straight onto the Salar De Uyuni, the worlds largest Salt Plain.

It really was quite mesmerising as all you could see around was purely flat white surface which we kept calling ice for some reason. We headed over to an area where they make the salt into blocks to harvest them. Thankfully Will had a spare pair of shades to help me out as the light was blinding.

Anyway a few days ago we made mention to a series of ‘props’ we would be requiring in the next few days. Today was the day. We had bought a cheap Barbie called something like Candice and a bag full of dinosaurs.  We had also bought a box of Pringles (and emptied them between us all), a bottle of beer, a bottle of wine and 3 plastic cups that we had left over from New Zealand and the Van Bar.  We took some photographs but had to drag ourselves away as Lucas was revving his engine and we didn’t want to anger him – you wouldn’t like him when he’s angry. 

So we headed off to the Island of Fishes which is in effect an island in the middle of the salt plain that is covered in cacti and gives you great views of the huge salt expanse.  After scaling the island we got back to our ‘improv’ photographs as Kieron called them.  We had an absolute scream and got some really funny shots. 

Time came to leave again and Lucas seemed happy and even agreed to stop again for more photos in the middle of the flat – we had really got in to it at this stage.  We took loads more photos and Kieron really got in to it and ended up with his jeans around his ankles – he really liked Candice.  Poor Barbie I don’t think she signed up for today’s treatment.

We got to Uyuni after another hour and we were dropped off at the travel agency owned by Rocco.  We left our bags and went off to find internet to try to decide on our plans for the next few weeks after a lot of messing about and frustration at the very slow internet we made the decision to miss out Potosi and Sucre and get straight to La Paz and everything that we want to do there. 

We booked the bus tickets and as we were absolutely starving after last nights shambles of a dinner so ordered a King Burger and chips in a pizzeria in the main square in Uyuni along with a couple of beers sat with the rest of the guys as we all waited for buses.  We moved on to the extreme fun pub and had a few pisco sours in happy hour and then a beer as we said our goodbyes to Will, Jo and Kieron who were all off to Sucre together.

Our bus left at 8pm and just before we left we were brought a small foil container of spag bol.  After the burger I wasn’t hungry so stupidly I put it in my bag that I had wedged between my feet.  I didn’t realise until it was too late that my bag had slipped over (with the incessant rattling of the bus) and most of  the stuff in there was covered in tomato sauce – nice. 

The road was abysmal and the bus shook violently for the first 4 hours of the route, I managed to get to sleep sometime after that with the familiar whiff of spag bol lingering all around me.
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farknash on

Marvellous effort!

damage98 on

Some of the most creative pics ever of Salyar!

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