Stranded in Sucre, and those Salty Salty Salt Flats
With our flight out of Santiago looming in only two weeks, we knew we had to pick up our pace leaving Cochabamba, and so we opted to fly south to Sucre instead of taking the 11 hour overnight bus. Unbeknownst to us though, Sucre was in the throws of a full out protest over oil rights in the region. Leaving the airport in the minibus, we were told by the driver that there were at least 3 blockades ahead, and we would have to switch into another cab on the other side. Eeesh! What should have been a 30 minute drive into town turned into a nearly 3 hour ordeal- waiting at one blockade for it to open as black stormy skies loomed in the distance, and then an attempt by our next driver to weave through the back streets to find another way into town. With 5 of us crammed into his cab, we had to all get out at one point so he could make it up a gravel hill! We soon arrived at a back road with a construction zone ahead and piles of gravel that would couldn't get past, and turned...