With no hot water, we had to switch rooms once more. Before moving I decided to check the next room (it was already the third) from all points of view: noise, hot water, no smell and maybe some windows.
He picked us up and we started by visiting the floating village, an hour away from the city. We went on a boat which took us to the floating village, were Vietnamese refugees would live on boat houses.
Lunch was given at a family-run restaurant back in the valley. The headaches disappeared once were were back at 2000 meters. From there we continued to the Salar, a salt lake, mostly arid. |
