On the 7th day we did the trek to the hanging glacier. It was only 2 and a half hours trek to go up see the glacier and comeback. I have to say that the glacier wasn't more impressive from the top... but the way to the top was so beautiful, it was like walking in the farries land.
The trees were covered with little green leaves, and the ground was totally green and there were little red flowers - it is really hard to describe it. On the way back Keren did again a little fall - Glich on the ass. After this trek we took another minibus - it was the first car that stopped and the flies began to attack again. The owner of the minibus asked me to marry him.. and when I said no thank you, he asked me if we can be friends... By the way he was about 40 years old! I really wanted this ride to end... but then I decided to listen to my Ipod and I put Pink Floyd - It was perfect, it was so powerful thing to listen to them and see this amazing view. We got to La Junta and tried to catch another tremp but nobody stopped, so we started looking for a place to pitch the tent near the road, but it had to be place where people wouldn't see us. Finally we found a place, we checked around. It was a little bet scary cause we didn't know if this was a privet property or not. After we decided it's OK cause the fence was a few meters from there we looked where to put the tent. Keren found a flat place so I came to see, when I got there I saw a hole in the ground with flies above... when I looked inside I saw cow's skull. We moved from there a little bet and pitch a tent there.