Day 2 - Jeep safari. After a restless night we had breakfast at 7.00am and 7.45 we hit the road again. First stop was a lake to take some crazy perspective photos, second stop another lake with Flamingos galore, what a beautiful sight. We skipped the dip in a thermal pool, we were now meeting loads of tour groups coming the opposite direction from Uyuni (our ultimate destination) and the pool was already crowded. We traversed 'Desertio de Dali' an array of golds, yellows and browns with sulphurous topped volcanoes. Time for some more silly photos. Next up Laguna Verde - normally a translucent green lagoon sparkling in the sunshine. Today it wasn't at its best, underground volcanic activity had recently changed the colour of the water and it was very slowly reverting back to its usual green and even though the sky was virtually clear, just one cloud was loitering and casting a shadow over the water. We back tracked to the hot spring where we had a slightly better lunch than yesterday. We made use of the toilets here for a small charge. Whilst making a deposit in the pan you could look out a large clear glass window which also meant that anyone could look straight in! it was a flush toilet though. Donna's first public loo experience in Bolivia had a communal hosepipe that you dragged into the cubicle to wash down your offering to the toilet god, her second visit had a vat of water and a jug which you filled and poured down the loo to flush it. Next it was a brief visit to some geysers before reaching the star of the day - Laguna Colorado and thousands of flamingos. An awesome spectacle. The water changes from blue to red to a grey mirror and is edged with a white salt border. The red colour comes from an algae that saturates the water. We passed a vast area where borax is surface mined and arrived at our digs for the night at a more acceptable time of 5.30pm). Another remote village - Villa Mar. It wasn't that simple though, it appeared that Nicholas and Flora had not stopped here before (so why stop somewhere new now, they done this tour endless times). On entering the village they asked several locals for directions to a hostel - they all pointed the way we had come from. Nicholas wasn't having any of it and proceeded onwards. Eventually someone put us on the right track. Not everything was as expected though, there was no secure courtyard to park in, which meant unloading the fuel barrels, spare tyre, etc off the roof to lock them indoors. Bolivia is a really corrupt country. We had a private room again with a hot shower - except it was freezing, brrrr. We were served aa aperitif before dinner - a concoction of Sprite and blue colouring (non alcoholic). My dinner was far better than yesterday (the veg free option especially for me) but for Donna, Sebastian and Audrey it was a poor affair (a mush of veg with a trace of meat). We were also given a bottle of red wine, once dinner was finished! Sebastian and Audrey decided it was too late to open it (8.30pm) Donna was not best pleased. Good job she had some whisky left in her flask for a nightcap. Some local lads in their ponchos made a guest appearance to sing, play and dance for us. They really are resourceful, the pan pipes were made of varying lengths of plastic plumbing tubing held together with gaffa tape. We put some Pesos on the drum which was the collection plate but most didn't and the boys disappointment showed. We weren't much lower in Altitude than the first night and we didn't sleep any better.