Let's get high. And salty

After four juice and pastry filled days in Sucre, we decided it was time to either join one of the convents we'd visited or move on. The convents wouldn't have us, so move on we did, albeit with a heavy heart.

Our next stop was Potosi, the highest city in the world at 4090 meters. There we visited a Carmelite convent and watched 'Enemy of the State'. The main attraction in Potosi are the silver mines, which are still operational and still squalid. Since neither of us had any interest in paying a miner to exlode some dynamite, we swiftly moved on to our next stop, Uyuni.

Uyuni is a real fucking dump. It has all the charm of a post-apocalyptic town: empty streets, stray dogs, and inhospitable climate. All the tourist money flowing through on its way to the Salt Flats seems to have no bearing here. We kept wondering where it all goes.

But not withstanding all of the above, the Salt Flats were definitely worth the effort, just like everyone had told us. Just look at all the fun we had.