I thought we were going to the jungle. Turns out we went to a glacier.
On the road
Emerging from La Paz, we drove a couple of hours through the desolate, windswept Bolivian altiplano. Our first stop was a miners’ graveyard – popular with tourists, judging by the busloads that had arrived before us. I don’t blame them. The quaint tombs (like mini cottages … or kennels) sit right by a lagoon, with the imposing Huayna Potosí looming large in the distance.
Our second stop was Charquini, a glacier a couple of hours out of La Paz, so called because it supposedly has the appearance of beef jerky. Charqueqan is a popular Bolivian dish, but I’m no fan, to be honest.