A Walk from Downtown Uyuni, Bolivia, to Cementerio De Trenes
As I set out on my solo journey from the tourist area of Uyuni, Bolivia, to the Cementerio de Trenes, I couldn’t help but feel excitement and nervousness. The trip promised to take me through a dusty, rundown, and at times, scary neighborhood. I was eager to experience a different side of Bolivia that is often overlooked by tourists.
As I began my journey, the towering mountains and endless salt flats of Uyuni were still visible in the distance. The sun was shining, and the wind was blowing dust into my face, making it difficult to see ahead. The streets were lined with rundown buildings, and the smell of burning garbage filled the air. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as I walked through the unfamiliar surroundings. Still, I was determined to continue my journey.
As I continued walking, I saw children playing in the streets and women returning from the market. Despite the poverty and rundown conditions, there was a sense of community and liveliness. People were going about their daily lives, and conversation filled the streets.
However, the scene changed once again as I approached the city’s outskirts. The buildings became even more rundown, and the streets were deserted. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of fear as I walked through the creepy and eerie neighborhood, but I reminded myself that I was on a journey of discovery and pressed on. The only sounds were the shuffling of my feet and dogs barking.
Finally, I arrived at the Cementerio de Trenes, and the sight took my breath away. Rusting and decaying, row after row of abandoned trains stretched out before me. The trains were covered in graffiti, and the weeds and grass had grown around them, giving the cemetery a surreal and otherworldly feel. The silence was broken only by the wind blowing through the trains, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe as I walked amongst the abandoned trains.
My journey from the tourist area of Uyuni to the Cementerio de Trenes was a truly eye-opening and memorable experience. It was a reminder that there is so much more to a country and its people than just its tourist attractions.
Despite the poverty and rundown conditions, there was a sense of community and liveliness in the air, and the abandoned trains provided a unique perspective on the country’s history and culture.
Suppose you’re ever in Uyuni, Bolivia. In that case, I recommend taking the journey to the Cementerio de Trenes, even if it means going alone. It’s a truly unforgettable experience.
Conch Republic Daysl is a non-stop party featuring parades, live music, and street performances. But the highlight of the whole shebang has got to be the Great Conch Republic Drag Race, where grown men race down a 100-yard track in high heels and dresses. It’s a sight to behold and always draws a massive crowd.
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I was cycling South along the Moroccan coastline as the sun began to rise and revealed the surf. There was a beautiful head high groundswell. The surf was epic! I hadn’t planned on surfing that first day, but the ocean was too tempting on that chilly January morning, so I began looking for a spot.
I found a route towards Bangkok that took off me of the main highway. I was feeling horrible, but the backroads offered some of the best touring of my trip. The scenery was spectacular. There were dirt roads that meandered through lush green rice patties and limestone towers. The route was peaceful and empty except for the occasional village.