Day 32: The Day that Never Was Today, was one of those (thankfully rare) days were things didn't really go to plan. Today we were supposed to cross the border to Argentina, heading for Salta, but alas, that was not meant to be. A pity, but some thing's you cannot control. We optimistically got up at 6:15am, packed and met at the lobby at 6:45am, when our bags were loaded onto a taxi and taken to the bus station - a short distance from the hotel, which we walked...

Day 31: San Pedro de Atacama After an eventful and exhausting few days, I was feeling a little under the weather and so, decided to take it easy. I wandered up Calle Caracoles and got some breakfast. Sadly, not agreeing with me, I had to go back to bed. This was my morning in San Pedro. All part of the travelling experience! While I rested I could hear the wind picking up outside. The tin roof rattled and furniture in the courtyard was knocked about. This would...

Day 30: Bolivia to Chile Up bright and early with 6:00am start, we were served breakfast (pancakes for the gluteners and eggs for me!) and we departed at 7:00am. A cold, crisp morning our legend of a driver Gonzalo had put hot water bottles on our seats! What a hero! We had limited time as we needed to get to the border by 12:00pm so we made our way through the countryside until we arrived at a cluster of buildings at the foot of a volcano, by a lagoon. -13 de...