7 Lakes Road Trip
Ah, the Seven Lakes. See now in the Bolivian Salar there were lakes - red ones, green ones, even white ones. But here, lakes are lakes. Beautiful, serene, surrounded by volcanoes, but still not very exciting lakes. Maybe by now we are just simply spoiled and it is impossible to see so many incredible sites and still keep ooh-ing and aah-ing about every puddle and bush. Or may be we just didn't have the right viewpoint, I don't know. In and case, I really don't think there is a chance we will get bored from the world any time soon. Knowing it, there is a view around the corner that is sure to stop us in our treks.
Six people, five Israelis, one car. It is a miracle we all came out of it alive. I bet it was largely due to Hen and Keren's vow of silence (they must have taken one, otherwise how can one stay so quiet for so long!). They did opened up a bit though, just enough for us to find out that Keren has a frantic fear of vegetables, or more accurately those of them which are "wet and colorful", and Hen cannot possibly go a day without calling home. Her mother's problem, more then hers, I think.
Most of the time was obviously spent in the car. We stopped often, stretching our legs but mostly fooling around on the view points to the lakes. We tried to stop and go on a few short hikes a few times, but each time it resulted in us finding a good picnic place and setting up camp for a few hours after which no one felt like going anywhere else. In addition, out of nowhere, I got sick with the flu and for a day and a half was feverish and absolutely miserable.
Six people, five Israelis, one car. It is a miracle we all came out of it alive. I bet it was largely due to Hen and Keren's vow of silence (they must have taken one, otherwise how can one stay so quiet for so long!). They did opened up a bit though, just enough for us to find out that Keren has a frantic fear of vegetables, or more accurately those of them which are "wet and colorful", and Hen cannot possibly go a day without calling home. Her mother's problem, more then hers, I think.
Most of the time was obviously spent in the car. We stopped often, stretching our legs but mostly fooling around on the view points to the lakes. We tried to stop and go on a few short hikes a few times, but each time it resulted in us finding a good picnic place and setting up camp for a few hours after which no one felt like going anywhere else. In addition, out of nowhere, I got sick with the flu and for a day and a half was feverish and absolutely miserable.