Month: March 2015

Chilling Out in Chile


I didn’t realize this before I booked the Uyuni trip, but it ends closer to Chile than it does to the town of Uyuni. Red Planet offered a free transfer across the border to the town of San Pedro Atacama. My friend Julia was already planning on taking advantage of this and since I didn’t really fancy heading back to La Paz to get back to Peru later, I decided very last second to tag along. I literally didn’t know if I could get the bus ticket I needed until moments before getting on the jeep to start the tour.



“Kid, the next time I say ‘let’s go someplace like Bolivia,’ let’s go someplace like Bolivia.”


Excuse me while I shamelessly pilfer famous lines from classic movies. But Bolivia was gorgeous. We should all go someplace like Bolivia!

My travel buddy Julia and I signed up for a three day/two night tour of the Salar de Uyuni and surrounding areas with a company called Red Planet which I can highly recommend. The guides and drivers were wonderful and we lucked out with great people in our group. Combined with the amazing scenery, the tour was one of the biggest highlights of my entire trip so far.


Please Stand By

I just spent a week in Bolivia. It wasn’t the easiest place to travel in but the stressful border crossing and most painful night bus ever were more than worth it to see such a spectacular country. I was busy the entire time and there was no Internet anyway but I’ll be updating about it all soon.

Also, I’m in Chile at the moment. No, this was not part of the original plan. More on that later, too!

Machu Picchu, Part 2: Being There


It rained the entire time I was at Machu Picchu. The day before had been lovely and it cleared up as soon as I left, but it may have been a good thing in a way. The weather combined with the strike left the site much less crowded than usual (or so my guide said). I was kind of anticipating another Angkor Wat situation where you’re bumping into tourists and blocking their amateur photography attempts left and right but Machu Picchu was fairly empty. I was wet and cold, but there were times when I felt totally alone, which was pretty cool in a place like that. The fog made it look extra ethereal.