Chuvica, Bolivia
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...