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Hasta luego Bolivia…
After the trek, I took a few days in La Paz to relax, decompress, and to warm my cold bones. Then, it was time to return home. A few posts ago, I noted the cacophony of being in La Paz, which is something I tried to get away from as much as possible. Upon re-entering … Continue reading
Trekking the Cordillera Real (subtitle: “Cold Mountain”)
I hate camping. There, I said it, and now everyone knows the ugly truth. Just because I love the outdoors—just because I love hiking, trekking, and outdoor sports—it does not follow that I must also love camping. I’m not sure where this assumption comes from, but apparently it’s from those “true” outdoor gods and goddesses … Continue reading
The mountains are calling…
Up until now, I’ve used my weekends to play tourist, eagerly leaving the big, cacophonous city to encounter something quieter and more laid back. “Cacophony” in a large South American city is not like what you’d hear in a similarly sized city back home. Here, it’s the multilayered din of grid-locked cars honking because they … Continue reading
The Salar de Uyuni
To take full advantage of my recent three-day weekend, I took a double-decker overnight bus to Uyuni, which is in the southwest corner of Bolivia. Uyuni itself is a small, sleepy sort of town, most known for being the gateway to the Salar de Uyuni (“salar” meaning “salt flat”), which is the world’s largest salt … Continue reading
