We were picked up by our Landcruisers around 10am and headed to Uyuni's only real attraction, a train cemetery about 3km out of town. Countless steam locomotives, goods carraiges and other railway paraphernalia lie rusting where they were left. Many are sinking into the sand. It's a curious site. After the obligatory photos we start making tracks to our real destination, Salar de Uyuni, otherwise known as the Bolivian salt flats. 12,000 square kilometers of not...

Early start for a local bus ride to Potosi, about 4-5 hours away. Very mountainous and very barren. Virtually no plant life at all just rocks and dirt. Had brunch on arrival and a brief walk around the centre of town and the mercado. It is quite a picturesque town, particularly the central area around the plaza. Potosi's history is steeped in silver mining. The Spanish plundered the area and ran the mines with slave labour using both local indigenous people ...

Well there hasn't been much Wifi for the last few days so a bit to catch up on. Another long and largely sleepless overnight bus trip to Sucre. Comfortable seats with a huge recline but much of the travelling was through mountainous country side, so twisting roads. Arrived into Sucre around 8.00am. Although Bolivia's parliament sits in La Paz, Sucre is the costitutional capital, so a very important city within Bolivian society. Sucre is a picturesque city. S...

Headed to Plaza Murillo for the tour I had booked for the morning. I got there a bit early so had time to admire the Presidential Palace which is one of the buildings which front the plaza. I also witnessed a flag raising ceremony which was done with a little pomp but not much fanfare. I was surprised by the police presence but when my guide, Marcelo, arrived he explained that either the President or the Vice President must be about to leave. Suddenly there was...

My flight into La Paz arrived at1am. Cleared customs, my driver was waiting and off we went for what I thought would be the usual airport to hotel trip. How wrong was I. Within minutes we were driving through a virtual ghost town. Every building was secured by a roller door, there was no one to be seen and no cars. Not even parked cars. The only inhabitants were packs of dogs roaming the streets and scavenging amongst the piles of rubbish. In daylight hours ...