Our group set off easily before dawn today, as we had shared a dorm, and a third of the travellers had vomited or fainted through the restless night due to altitude sickness. I was fine even though we drove up to 4900 metres this morning.
On the way to the border post, a tiny shack in the windy desert, we passed colourful, mineral rich mountains and lagoons.
Bubbling mud pools surrounded geysers.
Some soaked in the hot springs on the edge of a flamingo filled lake, but at -5 degrees, I was not tempted.