When you need to cry, just cry

Thursday – Day 4
Emotions are very human, yet so often people feel like we ‘shouldn’t’ let them show. Well sometimes it’s good to just let it all out. With thoughts of the last few frustrating overwhelming days and really a lot of the frustrations of travelling solo plus the things in life that all-too-easily creep into my thought patterns anyway, I sat in the 4×4 driving onto the Salar de Uyuni for the first time ever, and felt that it hadn’t been the experience that I wanted it to be. My eyes wouldn’t stay dry. I walked away from the group, sat on the cold salt watching the brightening East with bizarre detachment, and I cried and I cried and I cried.

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Reality and the timetable pulled me back and finally the tears stopped and I could really open my eyes a bit again. Be here now!

In the middle of the Salar there’s an island with incredible 360 degree views, with thousands of giant cacti hundreds of years old.

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The Frenchwoman started up a conversation with these (crazy) cyclists…in ENGLISH! Raging!!

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You may or may not have seen before some Salar pictures of crazy perspective, along the lines of these badly done ones here!

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Plus of course the obligatory ‘jumping over a volcano’ one…

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Salt-mining is not lucrative employment.

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Last stop: just outside Uyuni, the place where trains came to rest

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A couple of hours later, Ariane and I joined up with Kelly and Klair (YESS!!) and another French girl Justine, to get once more into a 4×4 on dirt roads for hours on hours to a tiny place called Villa Mar, to get up again before 4am to cross this border from Bolivia into Chile and road signs and tarmac and the 21st century. And I could join in the conversation and I smiled and I laughed again!

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4 comments on “When you need to cry, just cry
  1. Rach S says:

    Just started crying sitting alone in a restaurant in London purely because you gave me permission to! 🙂 x

  2. Oh Rach! Sorry that you’re upset! Write to me! But glad that you felt you could let it out. Maybe some nice man came over to wipe away the tears…? 😉 X x

  3. Rach says:

    Oh Em 😦 Hugs!!!! And for you Rach xoxox
    But you have put a big smile on my face! The monkey man and Boofle! Yay!!
    And 2 Llamas! Yay! Have you actually seen one everyday of your trip so far?! How will you cope in New Zealand?!
    Love you lots
    x

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