The second day started with Llamas, a big pen of them all chewing sideways with their matted hair over their eyes and colourful tassels attached to their ears. They were in with a flock of sheep who being naughty and trying to leave over the wall. They were told to GET BACK by a little sheep herder girl. They probably try it everyday and forget they tried it the day before, like a Wallace and Grommet film.
We were driving in the heat along dust roads that are so dusty that we weren't allowed to have the windows open unless both sides were open, the same amount and at the same time, so Ken and I would nod to each other in some silent need-of-air understanding before allowing some dust air in. We were so dusty and dehydrated we turned into instant people, just add water dust balls.
Later we saw a few small tornados whirling along the sandy, blue skied back drop, which was epic. Then we went to a blue lagoon, highly sulphuric to the point that if you entered it there would be a death. This was casually situated infront of a semi active volcano. So epic. Epic epic epic.
Then we saw flamingos stalking around on a pinky colored lagoon and one of the boys ended up foot-deep on a part of it where the ground was soft resulting in an eggy shoe for the rest of the trip. Gutted. Glad we weren't in their jeep.
Then we went to have lunch overlooking a volcanic pool which was 35 degrees due to hot springs running into it from the volcano. That's the same temperature as Rio was when we were there. It would have been rude not to, so we stripped off and had a bath. The tour guide of the English boys, called Raol, was in there with us and everything he said ended with "guys" and was described as "crazy". Like, "This lagoon is crazy, guys. These llamas are crazy. This lagoon is crazy, borrax, sulphur, crazy. That flamingo is crazy, guys."
Then we drove to see some geezers (alright geeeeez!) steaming out of the ground. They stank of sulphur and were super dangerous to go near as they were over 100 degrees and surrounded by bubbling grey pools of acidic death. A nasty fate would be met should anyone stumble into it. There was vapor all under the ground around the area and you could create your own geezer by piercing the ground. Nice one, geeze!
The accomodation for the second night allowed us 2 hours of electricity which went out at 9.30pm. It was quite nice to have a really basic set up. Kerri managed 3/4 of a can of beer before she was wasted because of the altitude!!
I had a moment with a one-year-old Bolivian girl in a walker, she came up and smiled at me.. The kids here are so cute!!! All wrapped up in loads of layers and blankets with big wide eyes and rosy cheeks and black hair.
We ate a traditional meal of veg soup to start then a big pile of chips with beef, boiled eggs, sausages, fried onions and tomatoes *Note to self- this would make awesome hangover food.* but we were full from the soup because the altitude depletes your appetite.
Kerri nearly woke me up to open her paracetamols because she couldn't open them because they were a child proof bottle and had such a bad headache from the nearly whole can of beer!
When Donald woke up, one half of JP, he asked if anyone else was "glowing in the dark last night?!" One of the boys said his pillow was glowing in the dark. Magic.
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