As far as traveling goes, you spend a lot of time covering miles between various cities, jungles, deserts, towns and maybe even a couple of hammocks strung between two cacti. Mostly all in search of a warm bed, photographic opportunities, the foodie experience, and of course to lay down (hopefully) permanent neural pathways that lead to our cherished travel memories. This can sometimes involve one to several exasperatingly long methods of transport, including bus...

Headed on a southern detour to the one-llama town of Uyuni. I can picture Mr. Eastwood cooly saying "You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya punk?". Truly an excellent setting for any spaghetti, or otherwise, western. Other than desolation, the town contains numerous salt flats-tour operators all beckoning you into their dingy pamphlet filled offices, as well as some small street vendors selling edibles for only the brave-hearted. ...

We loved our first few days in Sucre - stayed at a fantastic hostel called Casa Verde with a warm and helpful host, comfortable rooms, central location and a great kitchen - a couple of home cooked meals and a few cups of proper (Lipton) tea were a treat. Amazing how much we miss good caffeine! The tea and coffee are pretty mediocre in this neck of the woods - hoping Colombia and Central America will be an improvement in coffee quality... Mmm - what would we do f...

So.. We left you in Tucuman about a week ago, having successfully planned a route out of Argentina despite the Easter madness, across the border and into Bolivia. A little oasis in the middle of the dreary hours on board questionably road worthy buses / cars lay ahead in the form of the Salta Design Suites hotel. We spent a special night pretending we were 5-star (ok- 4-star) hotel type people - cocktails on the roof-top terrace followed by a swim, a jet bath, ro...