Travelling to an unknown place. Part II After our great first experience in Atacama Desert, we decided to cross The Andes Mountain to reach Bolivia. Our idea was travelling by old train but unfortunately it wasn´t possible because the train station was closed so we got two tickets to Uyuni. For our surprise the bus was really old and uncomfortable, but the worse thing happened when we were travelling: the driver drove so fast and with any precaution. We barely could sleep that day... and the most of the time my friend and I spend the time looking our faces. When we arrived at chilean bolivian border we would realize they were in strike. To be honest I felt really lucky because if I stay in that bus, probably I´ll die by an accident car. The option was to walk from chilean office until bolivian office. My dear friend was so excited crossing in the middle of the desert... on the other hand there were many families doing the same things, so we must help them carrying some heavy bag and little children. To seems that was so natural for them: travelling in bad and unsecured conditions. Nobody complained , argued or discussed about the situation. Finally after 3 hours walking with our big rucksack we arrived at bolivian office and there was an another bus (in the same condition than last one) waiting for us. Really I don't how I could survive as such dark experience. I remember the bus didn't have toilet so each three hours the driver stopped and left us go out for a walk and use the natural environment as a toilet.