It was a very cold night but having a winter sleeping bag with a fleece lining and three blankets on the bed, we all survived. Without breakfast, we left at 7am to drive to Quetena Chico, about an hour away. Half way between the two places, we stopped to help a guy with a broken motorbike on the side of the road. His battery had ran out last night and he was lucky enough to have stayed in the little hut. It must have been freezing cold but probably still warmer...

We awoke to the smell of baking early in the morning, it was only 5:30am but our breakfast was being served at 6am. Despite the delicious smell in the air, we were still a bit unsure what Martha was going to bring to the table. We certainly didn't expect a freshly baked cake but that's what it was. We were also surprised to find out that all, bar one group, had already left. The last remaining group were leaving at the same time as us and we were surprised to s...

It was a surprisingly warm night in our room, given that it was made of salt. Most of the other guests had left at 4:30am so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. While we waited for Martha to bring out breakfast, Maria took a walk round the village, the square and the church. Apart from a few rusty cars and a couple of dogs, the streets were deserted. Breakfast was delivered to our salt table at 8am - bread rolls with dulce de leche and coffee. Nothing flas...

After a quick breakfast, we took our bags out to the waiting Toyota Landcruiser and threw them up to the guy on the roof of the jeep. Once the bags were wrapped in a tarpaulin and securely tied down, they guy came down to introduce himself. Juan Carlos was going to be our driver/guide for the next 6 days and he then introduced us to Martha who would be our cook. Our tour was going to be weather dependent, if the weather Gods were on our side, we would be climbi...