Day 123 - Our fourth and final mesiversary! And I am definitely ill! We were up at 5am to catch our bus to Tupiza - a great big thing with no toilet, which means no drinking for a 6 hour journey. The driver tried to pull out at 5:55am and was told off by his local passengers as he was missing some people. The journey was across the badlands, which means flat desert with nothing but llamas for an hour or so, followed by bumpy desert for many more hours. It was ac...

Arriving in Uyuni with no proper plans we decided to walk to the plaza and find a place for breakfast and to regroup. We positioned ourselves in the only place open, with painfully slow service and decided that there was no way we could commence a Salt Flat tour today and would instead check in to a hotel. After that we went and booked a tour with the only feasible company that had been recommended to us, and I put myself back to bed while Alex went to discover t...

Checked in at Adventure Brew II Hostel (Adventure Brew I is a couple of doors down the road), which had great reviews but we´re not really sure why. It does give a free beer for each night you stay there, which probably explains the large number of British and Irish staying there. Aside from that it was hard work... we´d been there 5 minutes before the receptionist was just being very difficult and unhelpful. Despite an already tiring day (plus the La Paz alt...

So after dropping Mum off at her departure gate, Alex and I killed 3 hours back in the cafe eating pancakes for breakfast until we could check in for our flight to Rurre. We then waited in the lounge for 11:15am to come and go and still no boarding call. The staff came and told us that there was bad weather at Rurre, and we therefore couldn´t fly yet - they would give more information at midday. Luckily the agony of waiting was slightly eased when Alex was able ...

Stuck in Copacabana we had a fruit juice and then watched the Tour de Bolivia pass through the city streets. It was quite amazing, 15 minutes ago you`d never know there was a cycling race about to pass through the city. At 3:15pm we re-boarded our bus and by 3:30pm we were back on the road to La Paz. The views leaving Copacabana were tremendous; rolling undulations of the altiplano scattered with campesions tending to their livestock, and for the first 2 hours w...