... then Cactus Valley ...
(where Ernst used a spike as tooth-pick ...)
... and finally the blinding white of the salt flats ... that lent themselves to many photo opportunities, especially the very silly ones ...
... the classical jump ...
... some yoga ...
... lost in the desert ...
... Ernst wanting the final proof it was salt, no fake ...
... sitting on a salt chair in the middle of nowhere ...
... it could have been a perfect day without the Uyuni strike that made our life a misery for 24 hours ... but that's another story ...
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