Finishing at Uyuni having seen the salar and camped out we headed away with a completed task.
The road handed to us a stark contrast to the incoming, we had beautiful
flat smooth tarseal all the way, not a bad change after clobbering
sandpits and corrugations.
Given we had no rush we decided to kick around for a couple of days in Potosi, it seemed like a nice place and it was.
Finding a hostel was easy, within ten minutes we had an ok place that
was quiet and moto parking, no wifi but plenty in town, we feel we are
getting a bit boring now with no Police required to calm down unusual
owners. .. hard to find a good pub scrap these days
Finding the local market allowed us to home cook again, it would be
cheaper just to eat out but we find it better to eat in as you have
control over our intake and get what we want.
Typical town with small streets
Potosi is a nice place, slightly touristy but has good services, the
main attraction of course being the mine and yes you can buy dynamite
off the shelf to take home and blow shit up with, for me I resisted as
me and dynamite could end up doing damage .. particularly useful if we
headed back to the “ex” hotel in Uyuni.
Upshot is we resisted and simply took the mine tour which was excellent
and to be fair very hard work just climbing around in there let alone
working 12 hours per day.
All the crash gear
Me set up, the truck to the left was the only vehicle they would let me drive
Even for short people it gets tight
Each miner can find his own silver seam, if the seam turns out to be a
dud then that is the way it is, if it turns out to be a boomer he turns
up in a Hummer.
This guys working space, step, tight and loose
The conditions these guys work in is unreal and bloody hard to any
standard, there are many deaths ever year for experienced miners falling
down shafts and having rock falls come down on them.
And yes some had secretary's too
Getting tighter
....and tighter, too much lunch and you will not fit!!!
Back out to daylight and the mine entrance
Back into Potosi centro we took a look around, we found this amusing,
she was fast asleep against the pole with cars roaring past her only a
meter away....I guess when ya gotta sleep ya gotta sleep.
We also celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary there, a Canadian family
staying at our hotsel made a curry for us and we joined in for a good
feast, TMK providing the all important Bacardi Mojeto grog to soften the
night .... good times.
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