Leaving Sucre on a night bus was supposed to be a chilly affair. Faye of course was seriously panicking about it. Partly due to her irrational fear of the cold, but mostly because she'd read all the horror stories of people almost freezing to death for the entire 8 hour trip. This was compounded further when shortly after we'd boarded a local lady got on and proceeded to unfold a sack full of blankets. "She must be selling them to the passengers" I said. No such ...

Finally arriving at Potosi was a relief not least because the bus was freezing, I was burned to a cinder and to top it off we were both folded into a bus seat designed for an Oompah Loompah. We arrived from blistering heat to a heavy cold downpour. Simon fought through a mountain of luggage like a man possessed in order to find our rucksacks, pile me into a cab and get us to our rather overpriced hotel. With my skin literally sizzling I took my salted self into t...

There's many things to consider when choosing a tour to cross the Atacama desert in a 4x4. After reading the horror stories online it would've been easy to become disheartened by the whole idea; tales of over-crowded cars, drunk drivers, regular break downs, crumbling hostels with no running water and holes in the ground for toilets. And so with considerable deliberation we set about choosing the one which had the least terrifying reviews and let lady luck run he...