The south west part of Bolivia is arid, high (all above 3000ms) and full of fantastic photo opportunities for the "selfie generation". Potosi is a strange place at 4060 ms - not my favourite town, but then maybe the high altitude was getting to me. The Spaniards discovered great quantities of silver here. A fascinating tour of the local mint had us all believing for a moment that the Potosi mint was the first place to supply a global market but there was a lot of wishful thinking involved. It was interesting nonetheless to see how minting coins has evolved over the years from being drawn by mules and hammered by slaves, to a Leonardo de Vinci screw device which didn't look much better, to the early steam generators.
Above is a view of the silver mountain through an arch in Potosi. The arch was part of a general divide across the whole town that separated the indigenous workers from the Spanish. Not much silver left now but it is still being mined. The locals are mainly Christian, but incorporate the mountain as well as Paccamama into their worshipping. This was a painting in the mint. There were many similar versions with the virgin's cloak the shape of the mountain.
I hate to say this, but I did find the whole place rather grey! The pollution from gasoline was prominent too ... I'm pretty sure the thin air made this seem a lot worse. Most of us by now were experiencing some form of altitude sickness so not our happiest days! Our visit to Potosi had not got off to a good start either ... on the journey there our local bus overheated. The drivers then tried to cool it by using water from a nearby water source .... !
We did all however enjoy the photo opportunities on the salt flats. We travelled by 4 wheeled drive for two days over desolate desert type land, staying in remote lodges/home stays made of salt. The first day was on the salt flats .... 10,000 sq kms of them ... 160 kms long ... of a dried out lake at 4000 ms altitude. When the sun was out it was hot, but the wind was pretty fearsome and the nights freezing. The salt flats provided endless photo opportunities for anyone wanting to play with perspective. These weren't the best but you should be able to find me there somewhere!
Alll of us on a Pringles can, and below, the death road survivors diving into a Havana hat.
The second day was through lunar type landscape. We saw lakes of every colour, geysers, hot springs, smoking volcanoes and lots of flamingos.
Our travels finished by a tedious crossing into Chile ... at the tiniest of immigration centres in the middle of nowhere.
I wasn't sad to say goodbye to the high altitudes of this part of Bolivia. We travelled through a point at 4800 ms on the final day ... I don't think any of us really felt quite right.
"Take me somewhere new please"












































