Turd planet from the sun
Trip Start Oct 01, 2009
46Trip End Apr 01, 2010
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Uyuni was arrived to at about 2 a.m. The scotts and I went straight to a hotel, se llama Avienda, and SLEPT. The morning was beautiful and sunny. I went for breakfast and a look around the market, which was very good. Later on with the scotts met some old canadian acquaintences from Huancabamba in Peru, Oliver and Erin, we all actually ended up going to the salt flats together. I went back to the market and this was the second time I had seen the hail stones in south america, the weather in this part is very capricious.......after it had finished I am in the market and the tarpooling overhead was pushed or blown on me. I was soaked and it was a very strange feeling as I did not really know what to say as a gringo being stared at!!!
Night fell and I said to the others that I would join them for 1....................just 1, sure. We found a bar called the Extreme bar, and I recommend to anyone venturing this way to check it out, unfortunately I did not take my camera, which is in equally fortunate. "I will have the Hen night, sounds nice!", "Are you sure?", you know when I hear these 3 words why does it not compute that there is something wrong with this idea. Maybe I am just stubborn (thanks mum :) ). The othersī drinks arrived and the cups had skirts on. In the shape of women you were forced, by holes in the top, to drink from the nether regions. My mug arrived and I think you know what shape it was.......with condensed milk giving it that extra special effect. I was very much against drinking at first but the booze started to flow and we all were drinking from these mugs after a while. Oliver kept on trying to drink from the top which did not bode well with the ladies as it looked very much like he had 1. A weak bladder and 2. A lot to drink. As the night carries on the Tequilla comes out and one of the Scotts and I were not too happy about it. "No, not tequilla, canīt handle it",
"Ok, Sambuca and whiskey then", said the bar man. We both responded surprisingly enthusiastic about this disgusting concoction. However, after we all drank, Craig and I on the Sam and Whiskey, Oliver and Douglouuus on the Tequilla, about 20 seconds after there is a little noise and some chunder on the floor. Everyone looked completely normal, including Oliver, with innocent faces. The next morning we found out that Oliver thought the barman enjoyed cleaning it up, at least that is what he told his girlfriend when he stumbled home.
We all gathered around the car talking about the previous night.......Oliver peed in his shoe, the left one. All journey to the train cemetary he was holding it out the window. The cemetary was really nice although it was pretty much a scrap yard for trains.
Next the guide told us the salt museum and someone asked what it was made of. The jokes came pouring out all day and they were mostly about pepper! After this though was the moment we had all been waiting for............Lunch. And at that spot we get to take funny photos of which I hope you can see. They are not as disgusting as they look, however. The title of this blog is the inspiration also.
The rest of the day was not so interesting but we stayed in a salt hotel and played cards all night with beers that none of us had the guts to handle!
The lakes second day was filled with lakes and my affair with the cook Daisy. Stopping at some digs I think was good until we had to rise at 4 in the morning to get to the geezers. We all had lunch at the hot springs which is really nice bathing and looking out at the flamingos, although my camera died, I hope to recieve pics from a brazilian on my trip. Then Dali section of the area, named because of its funky sand and rocks, and after the Larga Verde, I was dropped at the border to get to Chile.
Ciao Bolivia, Hola Chile