Uyuni

The promised land was reached after 9 hours in a bus and 2 hours at the border because they didn't have "luz". On 3600m, in a really dry place, just next to a desert there wouldn't be a raeson to build a town, if the "Salar de Uyuni" wouldn't provide one of the worlds most stunning views. Uyuni is for turists - nothing else. Food and Parties were good.
So it was time to mess with the 65 tour angencies. Simon took care of that for me and we took the cheapest one. There were also two dutch girls in the jeep and a spanish-irish couple. We visted the vanished pride of the old, rusty trains and then the flatlands of the saltlake. With the "pescado" island in the middle. A hill full of cactuses and fossilized corals. Nena - our cook - prepared good food and the turists were making pictures that were taking advantage of the absence of points of reference. In the evening after visiting an ancient cementary, where corpses were lying freely in stone igloos, we got drunk major leaque with some bolivian wine.
Next day we visited all the lagoons and rockformations of the region. While doing that we saw lamas, flamingos and more. In the evening we stayed at a place at an altitude of about 4500m Thats when Eva got really sick. She felt absolutly desperate because she vomited into the dorm. Maybe because we were good people or already drunk we didn't care that much and tried to help here to get through the night. Patrica (España) nursed her really good. After a bit of sleep we left at 0530 to go to 5200m. On the way up I started to have problems of my own. My muscles started to contract without me wanting to. Breathing was difficult and the hangover didn't help. After seeing the geysers we drove a bit down a things got much better. After dropping of Eva and Eliane at the chilenian border we drove back to Uyuni.
In the evening we got drunk. My first "russo blancos" on the trip. Next day me and Simon from Bath, England drove to Potosi.