I'm ILL! My stomach has literally been doing somersaults, thanks (I think?) to some bus chicken yesterday. Never eat food that hasn't been prepared before your eyes. Despite that, today's still been great. I gave myself a bit of a lie-in before heading into the centre of town. Iquique is a bizarre place. It's basically a dead beach resort, but unlike Arica has a fair chunk of history meaning as well as empty condos, there's also colonial architecture. Iquique...

It all began at 4 o'clock this morning. After downing some strong black coffee and some Bolivian coco pops, I headed out to find a taxi (phone taxi apps having miserably failed). Luckily, I only needed to walk 1 block, to find a sleeping taxi driver. A knock on the window was all that was needed and I was whisked away to La Paz's main bus terminal. There, just about the only bus companies who'd opened up shop were those headed for Chile. Most buses from La Paz ...