I set my alarm to go off around 6am to get up to watch the sunrise. I was in charge of getting anyone else up who wanted to go. Just Naya, Katie, and I went. It was a pretty sight.
6:57am – Just watched the sun rise over the mountains on the Salar. It’s pretty cold in the morning. Last night we sang a bunch of songs on the iPod and listened to music in our room. Sydney and Naya still have “di-di.” I’m still okay. We drank 2 bottles of wine last night.
We ate breakfast, then drove part way up the volcano. We then got out and hiked up the mountain a bit.
9:36am – We are up near the volcano. We hiked up after leaving around 8am. It is probably another hour to hike to the lip of the volcano. Soon we are going to go see mummies.
Ranz had pretty much organized the trip and was acting like the leader and the spokesperson to the guide. Kilo and Katie were talking with our guide, and they told him that Ranz was our leader and that we would have to check with him before making decisions. After that we started calling Ranz “jefe.”
11:35am – We hung out on the rocks and sang songs. Then we hiked to the mummy cave. We drove back to the hostel Maya where we are waiting for lunch.
The weird thing about seeing the mummy cave was that it was completely open. I could have touched the mummy had I wanted. There were no efforts taken to preserve them or keep people from messing them up. In the US, they would have been under a glass case with a velvet rope keeping people at least 10 feet away. Not in Bolivia, for better or worse.
After lunch we packed up the jeep and drove. Our next stop was the cactus island.
(Us on the cactus island)
3:10pm – We left our hostel and went to a cactus island for a while where supposedly some cactus are over 1300 years old. We had a beer at Mongo’s (yes, the same place as in La Paz) and chatted with an American who lives in Saudi Arabia (who we suspected of being a CIA agent). Then we drove off into the desert and are doing our “alone time” again.
My reflection time thought: Bolivia is like a little kid trying to sit at the grown-up table.
Our next hostel was a salt house. The floor was all salt, the walls were made from salt bricks, the table and chairs were salt. It was crazy.
9:45pm – After reflection time we drove for a while and got to our next hostel, which is made mostly out of salt. I locked our (Ranz and my) room accidentally. Naya, Kilo, and I went and looked at a “little people” village.
I told our engagement story to everyone before dinner and everyone got all excited.
We ate soup for dinner and spaghetti. Some local kids played music (poorly) and we gave them bread and cookies, which they scarfed down.
After dinner we played Catch Phrase and now we’re going to bed. Still no cell service.
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