Missed my passage to Bolivia via the salt flats due to a late night rave in the mountains. I bitched enough in Spanglish and convinced the tour company that I thought it was Tomorrow and they told me to come back at 2 pm so I hope it works out.
I had planed on sleeping early but the Germans were not having it and insisted that I come party with them.
We took a cab crammed with 2 Chileans 2 Germans one guy from Spain out in to the middle of the desert to a bonfire and loud house music.
Guys were selling mixed drinks out of plastic bags and the night got messy after that.
We arrived back at the hostel at about 6am and I set the alarm but it was useless at this point as I was awoken by es hora de revisar o mover a la habitación de dos.
cinco minutos I protested but it was useless 3 Frenchmen had arrived and I had to get the fuck out.
So I rolled my lobster red booze soaked body off the top bunk and went in search of Alo Vera and agua.
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