A self-proclaimed non-adventurer undertakes the popular tour of the Salar de Uyuni
Sunday We take a taxi to the bus terminal to avoid sweating like llamas in the Amazon with all our gear. Our tickets are already purchased, so it’s a simple case of getting on the coach. I make a meal of it by insisting on paying a final visit to the bathroom, therebeing no such facility on the bus. I end up having to leg it to catch the coach as it pulls out of the terminal.