This is the strangest and most remote place we have been to yet, but it was brilliant!

When you step out of the bus at the border you wonder where the hell you've turned up, dusty desert streets and simple looking clay buildings in the tiniest town ever! Although it is basically a tourist hangout we loved it in all its simplistic-ness!

We cheWe checked into our hostel and instantly fell in love with our "love shack" room. It had a tiny wooden spiral staircase up to a double bed nicely placed under the straw roof; although cold, it was so cute and simple which we thought was just amazing! We are very impressed at the fact we embraced the basic-ness of the place instead of running in horror! Due to the fact we were in the driest desert in the world water was incredibly scarce and so the hot water in the outdoor showers was limited to a mere 3 minutes! On top of practically cold showers the electricity had a habit of cutting out almost every day for about 5-6 hours! It also regularly cut out for 30mins or so during the evenings whilst enjoying a meal, trying to get changed or reading a book etc, but never mind the candlelight would make it all the more romantic!So as you can tell nothing could dampen our spirits! This place was hot in the day, so we could enjoy ice creams, and cold at night, so you could pop on your hat and scarf and go to one of the many bars and cosy up by the massive outdoor fires!

We had 2 fantastic nights here with some fellow travellers and our dearest dirty German friend Kulja sampling the South American delights of Pisco Sours, Fernet con coke and local Rums needless to say we enjoyed having a few ´nothing` days here and as per usual Sven seemed to befriend every stray dog and cat going (although we have to admit some of them were just so cute!).

On the one day we ventured out we managed to visit the Valley of Death, a red sandy barren land where we also had some fun trying to sandboard! Sven uses the excuse that "he was worried he was going to hurt his already injured knee" for him spending most of his time sliding on his bum instead of his board! After a few successful boards down the hill (mainly by Nikki!) we progressed on to watch the sunset over the Valley of the Moon - called this due to its surface resembling that of the moon.

With a fond farewell to San Pedro we boarded the jeeps to make our way across to Bolivia on the 3 day Salar de Uyuni tour!