Sajama, One Bus You Don't Want to Miss

(This post is out of chronological order, but I already have it written because I just had to record the misadventures right after they happened...)

And I don’t mean the bus going to Sajama. You can miss that one with no problem and probably be a lot better off.



( If you haven’t guessed yet that Sajama (pronounced “Sahama”) did not enchant me, read on, and you’ll soon see why )

Sajama faded behind us, and I let out breath after breath, gaze fixed on the gorgeous volcanoes we came to see, trying to remember that there is beauty even in the ugliest of places and the adventures we remember the most are the ones that made us suffer just a bit...

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*Although NOWHERE NEAR AS BAD OR WEIRD, Sajama reminded me of the terribly creepy, sicked-out village in the freaky, dark French movie, “Calvaire.”

** Two such starches, a healthy meal do not make!