Chris is a Cock and He is Sorry and He Loves Helen and Everything

The least said about the next day the better. I was a cock and I can't apologise to Helen enough. She 'actually fucking hated' me, and I don't blame her.




Suffice to say we were out on the salt flats at four in the morning in some of the most amazing terrain on the planet and I was being a moody bastard.






Once we arrived in Uyuni we went to Minuteman Pizza, a restaurant owned by a bloke from Chicago that is attached to a hostel and had a massive pizza. That evening Helen and I went to La Paz and the rest of the gang went off to central Bolivia.


Me and Hel made up over a meat pie. It was nice and we were happy again.