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| We woke very early again, to admire the sunrise over the fumadores (geysers) |
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| It makes hell of a noise when you're closeby. It's also warm (but not too hot) and humid. This one is especially strong. |
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| These are much less strong but still very impressive |
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| As the sun rises, we start to discover the shape of the land around and its many colours |
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| It's boiling here, I wouldn't recommend a mud bath. |
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| Craters, dunes and small hills ... are we walking on the moon ? |
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| At first, I just wanted to fit those two in my picture, but it's funny how it looks like monster's eyes now |
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| The land suddenly changed to a desert again |
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| Then, at an altitude of 5000m, we arrived at a swampy lake with hot spring ... |
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| ... and flamencoes ... |
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| Then back to the sandy desert |
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| ... slowly changing to a rock desert ... |
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| ... with very coloured mountains |
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| This desert is called Salvador Dali |
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| This is the Lagunna Verde (Green Lake), called so because it turns green with the wind. Unfortunately, no wind at all for us ... |
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| Time to go back |
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| Short break at the hot spring |
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| Bye bye Alpagas |
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| And our last real stop: Valle de las Rocas (Rock Valley). More funny stones, shaped mainly by the wind |
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| And we go on, crossing more pampas until Uyuni |
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