151218: "Weve come a long way but we're not too sure where we've been."
As Howard Donald sings in that classic Take That song, Never Forget: "We've come a long way, but we're not too sure where we've been" Today we asked our hotel to book a taxi to take us to the Kari Kari lagoons - a series of lagoons and aqueducts constructed in the 16th and 17th Century to dewater the mines around Potosi. The guidebooks say that you can see birds here.
The taxi picked us up at 10.30 and immediately headed off to the petrol station, where there was no petrol. The dashboard of the taxi was typically garish.
We then headed towards Cerro Rico, the mountain that overlooks the city where there are many co-operative silver mines.
Initially our young taxi driver took us to the wrong lagoon as he thought we wanted to go trout fishing. On the way we passed some llamas grazing by the road. The lagoon was called Lacka chaka and our arrival sparked some interest.
We were offered a trout by a local fisherman who looked confused when we said we were vegetarian. Joan then explained we wanted to go the Kari Kari lagoons and weren't that keen on fishing. After consulting his phone and a three year old child, we ascended into the mountains on a narrow, bumpy road that at times resembled the Yungas death road that was featured on Top Gear.
We did find some lagoons but they were empty. We continued higher and higher with the road getting ever more bumpy and high. After passing more empty lagoons or lagoons with puddles, our car got stuck in the sand,Kevin and I got out and pushed and we decided to head back.
On the way down we saw a mine entrance and I took a photo of it. We were glad to get back to our hotel, safe and sound.
Luckily Joan's camera - a present from Kevin - has both GPS and an altimetre. Using southings and westings we were able to deduce where the mine was and realised we were in the wrong valley. Having located where we were on Google Maps- the satellite images on Google showed the lagunas we visited were full of water. Not today! So Howard, we are sure where we have been, but it wasn't where we thought we were. (And by the way the altitude was 4600 metres.)
After a bit of a siesta, we caught a cab up to the Tourist Information office where they explained how we could get a minibus to Tupiza, rather than catching a slow coach. Next we collected our washing from the laundry. We then headed to a nearby restaurant, 4060, in reference to the altitude. Despite ordering vegetarian, Joan got burritos with meat. Luckily this was corrected with grace.
The taxi picked us up at 10.30 and immediately headed off to the petrol station, where there was no petrol. The dashboard of the taxi was typically garish.
We then headed towards Cerro Rico, the mountain that overlooks the city where there are many co-operative silver mines.
Initially our young taxi driver took us to the wrong lagoon as he thought we wanted to go trout fishing. On the way we passed some llamas grazing by the road. The lagoon was called Lacka chaka and our arrival sparked some interest.
We were offered a trout by a local fisherman who looked confused when we said we were vegetarian. Joan then explained we wanted to go the Kari Kari lagoons and weren't that keen on fishing. After consulting his phone and a three year old child, we ascended into the mountains on a narrow, bumpy road that at times resembled the Yungas death road that was featured on Top Gear.
We did find some lagoons but they were empty. We continued higher and higher with the road getting ever more bumpy and high. After passing more empty lagoons or lagoons with puddles, our car got stuck in the sand,Kevin and I got out and pushed and we decided to head back.
On the way down we saw a mine entrance and I took a photo of it. We were glad to get back to our hotel, safe and sound.
Luckily Joan's camera - a present from Kevin - has both GPS and an altimetre. Using southings and westings we were able to deduce where the mine was and realised we were in the wrong valley. Having located where we were on Google Maps- the satellite images on Google showed the lagunas we visited were full of water. Not today! So Howard, we are sure where we have been, but it wasn't where we thought we were. (And by the way the altitude was 4600 metres.)
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We were here....honest!
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We hailed a cab and we're not sure the car we got in to was an official cab, but the driver and his wife kindly dropped us off near our hotel for the usual fare. We will be careful, we promise.
Back at the hotel we unpacked our laundry to find it had been stitched together. Weird!

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