Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia
Been busy lately and haven’t had the chance to update my travel notes. It’s been almost a month since I visited the Salt Flats. What an out-of-this world experience. A desert of salt, 10,000 sq.km wide, (and it is salty; I tasted it.) I remember the brightness, whiteness, emptiness of the place. You have to wear sunglasses or you’d go blind. We stayed in a hostel made of salt: the bed, the walls, the chairs, tables, the floor…
After visiting the salt flats, we continued driving toward San Pedro Atacama, Chile, and passed by lagoons, more desert, geysers, and beautiful snow-capped mountains:
San Pedro de Atacama in Chile was a laid-back, dare I say touristy, but very chill small town. I remember the border crossing in the desert: a small building where we got off the trucks to get our passports stamped, hopping into a bus,then driving past the barrier. And just like that I was in Chile.