Today is the start of our 4 day Uyuni tour so it was up bright and early again to make my way to the tour agency. After a quick breakfast and thanking Julia; the lovely lady who owned the residencia I stayed at, it was off to meet the others at the agency. We all arrived at the agency and met the 5th guy that would be joining us on the tour; a French guy who could barely speak any English. We met our guide who spoke no English and actually didn't speak at all and our lovely chef Señora Mustafa who is actually giving us all the info and i am guessing will be our guide. Our ride is an old Patrol wagon with some decent offroad tyres and a roof rack to hold all our gear. We loaded all our stuff up, wrapped it in a tarp and loaded ourselves into the wagon and we were off. The first stop was the market to buy some food for the trip and this is where we saw the other 10 wagons all loaded up with tourists heading in the same direction as us. The amazing thing is that the Tupiza 4 day Salar route we are doing is not the popular route as its more expensive and takes 4 days - so you can imagine there must be 100s of tours leaving from the actual Uyuni. The drive out of Tupiza was incredibly scenic with gorges, canyons and incredibly striking landscapes - unfortunately every stop there was 10 other wagons full of people stopping. The road was rough and it was obvious we needed big 4wd to have any hope of getting through the offroad treks. About 2 hours in we struck a flat tyre and had to stand around for an hour whilst our driver battled to change the tyre; first forgetting to put handbrake on and forgetting to pump the spare tyre. At this point it became obvious this tour was being run by amateurs and we would have to except things like this were out of our control now. For lunch we stopped in a small town and waited for Señora to prepare the feast which ended up being rather disappointing; rice, lentils, a tomato cut up, a cucumber cut up and a white onion. We were all thinking oh s*** "I hope this is not a sign of what's to come". After lunch we continued on visiting a number of other sites which included volcanos, a really nice old ruined town which used to be a famous Gold mining town. Following all the other wagons got a bit repetitive and annoying but hopefully tommorow we will loose a few of the tourists. We came to the office where we had to pay our $25 park entrance fee which we were all thrilled about. It was starting to get dark and we still hadn't arrived at our accommodation - being one hell of a long day sitting in a car. Rolling into the little village town we tried to find accommodation but as we were the last in everything was taken.Eventually we arrived at an accommodation where they had room for us and we were shown to our rooms - not too bad considering the size and state of the town. We were given a bit of a snack and hot tea as dinner would be a few hours off. I decided to use the time to do my yoga and set my sleeping arrangements up. Dinner was served quite late but it was a pleasant surprise with a nice thick and creamy soup followed by a piece of steak each and mashed potato. It turns out our chef and driver were also cooking up chicken and drinking coca cola in the kitchen which meant they were keeping all the good food for themselves. Our chef was lovely but she was obviously eating all our good food; for example we were promised fruit during the day and none was given however the chef was eating apples and bananas all day. After dinner Sven brought out the whiskey and we had a few drinks whilst Señora gave us a run down of tomorrow's activities in Spanish of which we managed to understand just a little of. At about 9:30pm this grumpy old French guy in the other tour group came and told us off for being too loud so it was time to go to bed.