Haunted by Friday nights experience I had been a little quiet all day yesterday. Ju had been a great support in the night. The episode reminded me of my childhood when I had watched a scary movie called Christine whilst staying at my grandparents. I remember getting upset and feeling sick in the middle of the night as my imagination ran wild. My grandfather had given me some advice that night which has always stuck with me. He told me to count slowly in my head t...

Our night in the salt hotel will be remembered by Scott waking in the middle of the night (we are guessing after an apnoeic episode with the altitude) disorientated and in pitch blackness as there was no electricity. I can only imagine he must have been a bit oxygen deprived, and combined with sensory deprivation from lack of sight and ear plugs blocking out any sound, it sent him into a mild panic. He woke me a bit upset and reluctant to keep the torch light on ...

When at home in the Leigh I will occasionally hear the distant murmuring of a turbo propped plane flying over head. It may seem strange to some but I find the sound relaxing - I often wonder where it is heading and who is on board. Little did I known when we booked the flights yesterday that I would be one of those passengers setting off on an exciting three day adventure to Uyuni. We arrived in good time to La Paz airport only to be confused by the boarding proc...

We woke fairly unrested having had a disturbed night sleep due to multiple young teenage Bolivian girls who had taken up residence in the hotel and spent most of the night slamming doors, screaming and running down the corridors! As a result we got up quite late at about 9am and luckily managed to catch Scott's mum on skype for our first skype chat since we've been away. Shortly after we had a phone call to the hotel from the tour company informing us there was a...

Dirty, busy cobbled streets full of cars beeping and people hustling, that's the daily grind of La Paz - and I like it. I struggled to get my bearings yesterday when we arrived. I had a few hot spots I wanted to show Julia and I was worried we wouldn't be in the same area and as a result unable to find them. After dinner last night I stumbled across a street I recognised - it was like amnesia lifting as memories of my 2006 visit came flooding back to me. I manage...