Cue a few hours into day one of the Salar de Uyuni tour and here I am posing with Bolivian wildlife. I say wildlife because I cannot for the life of me remember if these are Alpacas or Llamas. Both animals look more or less the same. Anyone know?
It is also lunch time. What a reward for our hard work of sitting in a jeep for a few hours.
At this point i’m going to introduce Lee, my travel buddy since we met on a bus in Argentina. This is the new pink hat I convinced her to buy even though I really thought it looked childish. As you can see, we are dressed for Antarctica.
Below is our entire crew of gringos. Lee, me, Donna, and Lauren. I do need to mention that the british accent does at some point become ordinary. Though now when i’m not around its back to sounds extraordinary. For instance, I sat mesmerized by an actor’s British accent while watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall the other night.
And at some point our lunch was ready thanks to our wonderful cook. One of the only times in my life I am posh enough to have my own cook (Moms do not count). Believe me I was enjoying that.
A Tamale lunch was over and it was back to driving…passing the odd town and its church here and there.
Until it became dark and we reached our hotel for the night where our gringo crew was welcomed to cookies and tea. Since we started driving we partnered with another group from the same company. For the next 3 days we would be driving alongside them by day, and complaining about the bitter coldness by night.
All this while our guides unloaded the jeep.