As expected, after breakfast, loaded the luggage, supplies, mineral water, sweets and set off in the midst of excitement and anxiety. We were leaving Tupiza
when Margaret started talking to say
during the expedition we should behave like a family, help and attention to the recommendations. They explained that in certain places would not find water. The light was fading in shelters for 23 hours because it was fed with solar panels, so we had to charge the camera batteries before that time. I thought that was a good measure carry the torch (who accompanied me on my trip to Macchu Picchu) and have bought enough batteries for the camera, it did not use batteries and r 
ecargables delayed several hours to recover the cargo, had me a dozen disposable batteries high performance, because I was told that the period was substantially lower in offshore areas. Tupiza
was 2,950 meters from there began the climb, becoming a small point while the road continued zigzagging through the mountains. The landscape discovered as we went was fantastic. The wind had carved the rocks and vegetation was modified. Discovered species I saw for the first time. For half an hour we had left when a foot Tupiza
stone road shot out and hit with a bang underneath. We stopped and Raul (the driver) went to check if everything was fine. He said he had a little break (not quite understand that it was) that could solve it immediately, but rather go back to the village, because there would more quickly. We chose to stay and enjoy the place until his return, because the scenery was worth it, we were at a summit, we kill, we took pictures and talked of whom were our respective activities. Before we knew it the passage of minutes, Raúl was back and keep walking. where we saw something interesting or funny 
, with infinite patience who performed the office of driver and guide, gave explanations, stopped to take pictures or laughing at our (certain times) silly questions.
crossed a camp of workers who mined gold, we saw in the distance a mountain with streaks of copper, which drew attention for its vivid turquoise (product of oxidation in contact with oxygen) and pass to the opposite side of the first mountain, our feet are displayed a broad grassy valley
daisies strewn wildlife through a creek valley formed in a side that came within walking distance and the clear sky a dazzling blue, completed what looked like a picture that was more like a meadow ripped from somewhere else and implanted there. There seemed we were in the midst of mountains that until a few moments we seemed parched. Margarita said we would do lunch there. The sun was at full capacity, but did not feel it, a fresh breeze caressed, but we recommend that you cover and put on sunscreen because it would be wrong.
While admired this beautiful place, put a cloth on the lawn, fountains with avocados, cucumbers, tomatoes and different types of vegetables in salad nicely decorated, fruit, baked chicken, soft drinks, mineral water fresh, dishes and napkins, are exposed to our eyes and called to the table, while the guide, the cook and the small, retired and did so in a place away from our makeshift table. This was the custom, we were told ... everything was collected, washed things together the waste in a bag and kept 
. The slogan was not even a paper candy to keep this site the same way they had found and continued the trip. (As a special comment, I can say I had a wrong impression of certain customs, but among the many people remarked that I had a chance to meet native of Bolivia, who care for the environment and are very respectful of nature question that is not equal among many of the tourists who throw plastic bags, cans, etc., anywhere )
crossed the small town of San Vicente, with no more than 50 homes and a small adobe church in the center. From a distance seemed to be very busy, but as we approached, people got into their homes, only three children, we watched from a distance, hidden behind a utility pole. Then we learned that people living in these rural areas are reluctant to engage in conversation and get upset if you try to photograph them.
traveled for the rest of the evening, when night fell, we
to San Antonio de Lipez at 4200 meters high in this place would do at night, we saw countless numbers of vehicles of different tours that were parked in various shelters. Quickly darkened, the wind was blowing hard and very cold. We salute the owners of the shelter, she was a small woman who was knitting a blanket on a loom with vicuña wool dyed in bright colors, whispered words of welcome and remained committed to its task. He a small man, wiry, he took off his hat and showed her smile, wishing 
we had a nice stay. We lowered our packs and walked into the room where we would sleep. It was clean, had about 5 by 7 meters dimension, six beds encountered (three on each side), with sheets and quilts in bright colors.
We left the room, each bed beside you would use, bathrooms, dining room and kitchen, rooms were built as continuous, around a central courtyard which was used to park the vehicle. Similarly, and then there were the rooms used the family
owners. We
dinner (tasty, like everything preparing our cook) and went to sleep. They could not take a shower, by the scarcity of water was only made necessary hygiene, at 22 o'clock, we were in our beds, exhausted by the first day. We had to get up at 4 and from 4.30 after breakfast.
In this type of shelter, I learned to dress and undress under the blankets, shared a room for all passengers (except the staff, who slept in another room) Men in
Instead, they undressed and changed clothes, he only back to us and appeared to be alone, talking and joking alluding to could not behave badly because we were too women.
Promptly at 4, got up in the light of flashlights, we engineered to swim (on average) using a bottle of mineral water jug \u200b\u200bbecame, as was water (ice), but no showers. Sara I threw water (then did the same) and I emitted squeals every time it fell on my skin, (hoping it would not listen) but this test earned me a cold, until I adapted to the high f
bath . We
in the dining room a rich, hot breakfast, with biscuits kneaded, jam, butter and fruit and departed. At dawn we arrived at 4,690 meters ghost town, were the ruins of San Antonio, an old town very prosperous, had left his tidy habits due to the craze for gold mining and ended up disappearing (according to the accounts) by a curse. The descendants and former residents, decided to leave the place to start San Antonio de Lipez, where we spent the night.
The place she beautiful at dawn, was seen near the volcano
snowy Uturuncu of 6008 meters. Absorbed in trying to capture attractive photos, I stood on a ledge, I took the photo and rolled on the rocks. Distressed and frightened (like everyone else, for my downfall) the calmed saying they were just bruises (but I hurt all over). Thereafter, I tried to be more cautious, looking under his feet.
continue to rise, taking the capsules every morning when I wake up, did not have problems with height, but also we had a
good portion of chocolates, which allowed us an energy reserve.
were very early in the morning when we spotted the Laguna Kolipa to 4,855 meters, the view was unreal, I thought I would not see something as beautiful as this elsewhere, however, was wrong. We were entering Avaroa Nature Reserve. It was the second day, still remained to discover a world of strange and wonderful colors as he had never imagined. Magui
when Margaret started talking to say
during the expedition we should behave like a family, help and attention to the recommendations. They explained that in certain places would not find water. The light was fading in shelters for 23 hours because it was fed with solar panels, so we had to charge the camera batteries before that time. I thought that was a good measure carry the torch (who accompanied me on my trip to Macchu Picchu) and have bought enough batteries for the camera, it did not use batteries and r 
ecargables delayed several hours to recover the cargo, had me a dozen disposable batteries high performance, because I was told that the period was substantially lower in offshore areas. Tupiza was 2,950 meters from there began the climb, becoming a small point while the road continued zigzagging through the mountains. The landscape discovered as we went was fantastic. The wind had carved the rocks and vegetation was modified. Discovered species I saw for the first time. For half an hour we had left when a foot Tupiza
stone road shot out and hit with a bang underneath. We stopped and Raul (the driver) went to check if everything was fine. He said he had a little break (not quite understand that it was) that could solve it immediately, but rather go back to the village, because there would more quickly. We chose to stay and enjoy the place until his return, because the scenery was worth it, we were at a summit, we kill, we took pictures and talked of whom were our respective activities. Before we knew it the passage of minutes, Raúl was back and keep walking. where we saw something interesting or funny 
, with infinite patience who performed the office of driver and guide, gave explanations, stopped to take pictures or laughing at our (certain times) silly questions. crossed a camp of workers who mined gold, we saw in the distance a mountain with streaks of copper, which drew attention for its vivid turquoise (product of oxidation in contact with oxygen) and pass to the opposite side of the first mountain, our feet are displayed a broad grassy valley
daisies strewn wildlife through a creek valley formed in a side that came within walking distance and the clear sky a dazzling blue, completed what looked like a picture that was more like a meadow ripped from somewhere else and implanted there. There seemed we were in the midst of mountains that until a few moments we seemed parched. Margarita said we would do lunch there. The sun was at full capacity, but did not feel it, a fresh breeze caressed, but we recommend that you cover and put on sunscreen because it would be wrong. 
While admired this beautiful place, put a cloth on the lawn, fountains with avocados, cucumbers, tomatoes and different types of vegetables in salad nicely decorated, fruit, baked chicken, soft drinks, mineral water fresh, dishes and napkins, are exposed to our eyes and called to the table, while the guide, the cook and the small, retired and did so in a place away from our makeshift table. This was the custom, we were told ... everything was collected, washed things together the waste in a bag and kept 
. The slogan was not even a paper candy to keep this site the same way they had found and continued the trip. (As a special comment, I can say I had a wrong impression of certain customs, but among the many people remarked that I had a chance to meet native of Bolivia, who care for the environment and are very respectful of nature question that is not equal among many of the tourists who throw plastic bags, cans, etc., anywhere ) 
crossed the small town of San Vicente, with no more than 50 homes and a small adobe church in the center. From a distance seemed to be very busy, but as we approached, people got into their homes, only three children, we watched from a distance, hidden behind a utility pole. Then we learned that people living in these rural areas are reluctant to engage in conversation and get upset if you try to photograph them. traveled for the rest of the evening, when night fell, we
to San Antonio de Lipez at 4200 meters high in this place would do at night, we saw countless numbers of vehicles of different tours that were parked in various shelters. Quickly darkened, the wind was blowing hard and very cold. We salute the owners of the shelter, she was a small woman who was knitting a blanket on a loom with vicuña wool dyed in bright colors, whispered words of welcome and remained committed to its task. He a small man, wiry, he took off his hat and showed her smile, wishing 
we had a nice stay. We lowered our packs and walked into the room where we would sleep. It was clean, had about 5 by 7 meters dimension, six beds encountered (three on each side), with sheets and quilts in bright colors. We left the room, each bed beside you would use, bathrooms, dining room and kitchen, rooms were built as continuous, around a central courtyard which was used to park the vehicle. Similarly, and then there were the rooms used the family
owners. We dinner (tasty, like everything preparing our cook) and went to sleep. They could not take a shower, by the scarcity of water was only made necessary hygiene, at 22 o'clock, we were in our beds, exhausted by the first day. We had to get up at 4 and from 4.30 after breakfast.
In this type of shelter, I learned to dress and undress under the blankets, shared a room for all passengers (except the staff, who slept in another room) Men in
Instead, they undressed and changed clothes, he only back to us and appeared to be alone, talking and joking alluding to could not behave badly because we were too women. Promptly at 4, got up in the light of flashlights, we engineered to swim (on average) using a bottle of mineral water jug \u200b\u200bbecame, as was water (ice), but no showers. Sara I threw water (then did the same) and I emitted squeals every time it fell on my skin, (hoping it would not listen) but this test earned me a cold, until I adapted to the high f
bath . We in the dining room a rich, hot breakfast, with biscuits kneaded, jam, butter and fruit and departed. At dawn we arrived at 4,690 meters ghost town, were the ruins of San Antonio, an old town very prosperous, had left his tidy habits due to the craze for gold mining and ended up disappearing (according to the accounts) by a curse. The descendants and former residents, decided to leave the place to start San Antonio de Lipez, where we spent the night.
The place she beautiful at dawn, was seen near the volcano
snowy Uturuncu of 6008 meters. Absorbed in trying to capture attractive photos, I stood on a ledge, I took the photo and rolled on the rocks. Distressed and frightened (like everyone else, for my downfall) the calmed saying they were just bruises (but I hurt all over). Thereafter, I tried to be more cautious, looking under his feet. continue to rise, taking the capsules every morning when I wake up, did not have problems with height, but also we had a
good portion of chocolates, which allowed us an energy reserve. were very early in the morning when we spotted the Laguna Kolipa to 4,855 meters, the view was unreal, I thought I would not see something as beautiful as this elsewhere, however, was wrong. We were entering Avaroa Nature Reserve. It was the second day, still remained to discover a world of strange and wonderful colors as he had never imagined. Magui
Montero
References: Photos 1, 2, 3-long climb and turn away from Tupiza. 4, 5 - Place where we did the first meal. 6-Copper Mine. 7-stop in San Vicente, Margarita. 8, 9, 10-In the shelter of San Antonio de Lipez. 11 - getting to the ghost town of San Antonio. 12, 13, 14 - As we near Laguna Kolipa. 15-grazing ruminants.
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