Here's some pictures from a hard, cold, three day trip across the salt flats, the desert, the mountains, the volcanos, the geysers, the blood red lakes, the shocking emerald lakes, through a a national park, over rivers, past hundreds of flamingos, vicunyas, two emus.... through the snow, .in a 4 X 4 Jeep with four sisters and one husband - and a driver......all of them only speaking Quechua, an indigenous language of South America......no English, no French, no German, not even Spanish.....for three days, 8 hours a day...... sleeping in s***holes, sharing one bathroom with 24 people...no heat....no electricity other than generators.......

Not what I expected, not what they expected but the scenery from Uyuni, Bolivia to the Chilean border, where I was dropped off before it even opened....in the middle of absolutely nowhere, in the freezing cold......was just another interesting little adventure to break up the week.

As one Irish guy in Sucre told me before I booked the trip.....you just want it to be over until it is. Hard but rich.....and his Jeepmates all spoke English......and were under 60.......