Sun has set, the world is asleep, and it’s time for us dreamers to make wishes in the still of the night. I lay down on the top of the jeep, still warm from the afternoon sun. I gazed at the night sky. How beautiful, The blissful solitude of the salt flats, Millions of dazzling stars above.

 

At some point, I closed my eyes and fell asleep; it was not my regular naps on my travels. It was a deep sleep, blissful and content, the kind of sleep only angels could give.

Day 32, 

Somewhere in Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia