Days 5 and 6 are focused around the beautiful San Pedro, which is so bloody cute, but abit touristy and expensive. We spent day 5 driving across the desert, and through The Andes. We stopped at somewhere dad would love, an old train cemetery (and also the location for one of the scenes from the new James Bond movie, so that was pretty exciting). Then we left the main highway and headed through the mountains, on a road paved by compacted salt, along the Tropic of Capricorn.We get to see the Chilean salt flat (which sadly is nothing compared to the Bolivian one), and stop in a tiny village called Peine (which has only 286 inhabitants and is 2400m above sea level in the middle of the desert).Here we got to see some cave paintings and use the smelliest toilet in history.Our final stop before San Pedro is the Natural Reserve Las Flamengos, which is full of 3 different kinds of Flamingos just chilling out by the water. They are stunning when they fly because you get to see all the colours in their wings. We stayed for a stunning sunset, then headed to San Pedro.In San Pedro, we stayed at a hostel of one of Jorge´s friends, La Casa de Sol Naciente, so was really cheap, but really bloody basic. It was OK though and the guy Roberto was nice. We all went out for a pretty Gringo dinner (so set up for tourists), and went drinking in a very Chilean bar, when the guys played these pan pipe things, and we drank very strong liquors. They did sadly chuck us out at 1am though.Day 6 we could chill out in the morning, so I just investigated the city, whilst some of the crew went sandboarding down the huge dunes. In the afternoon we went on a fabulous trip to the thing San Pedro is most famous for, Valle de la Luna. We actually started in the salt caves which were crazy and did some climbing around them, then headed into the national park. The moon valley is just crazy to look at - we just drove around, and then climbed the very steep sand dune to find our spots for the sunset. This is where I had my first feelings from the altitude, but nothing serious.After another lovely meal, it was time for the group to go their separate ways, and I was fairly relieved. Claudia and I had decided to stay together as we had very similar plans and got on very well, so the next day we booked our trip into Bolivia. We also went horse riding with Roberto, which was a very interesting experience. . . First off, no helmet of course, so that always makes me abit nervous. Then it turns out my horse is actually full on crazy. They are desert horses, so as soon as they feel the sand under their hooves they just want to go. Unfortunately they can't because there is a huge deadly drop by the side of where they want to run! My arms were killing me after the 3 hours just from trying to hold the b****** back. We climbed the huge mountain, and then chilled out at the top taking in the stunning view. This was the point that Claudia informed me that we were going to have to get to the bottom by riding down the sand dune. Now, I´m not exaggerating. This sand dune was practically vertical. I was not having any of it, and finally was convinced when we found a slightly less steep bit. So Roberto tells me to trust the horse, but the bloody horse doesn't want to go either. Finally I manage to make him go down and we nearly fall twice cos my stupid crazy horse is going bananas. It was so steep, I was just crying the whole way down. We did have the treat of a really good gallop at the end across the flat sand, and nearly ran over 3 gringos cos again I couldn't make him stop. We had another (this time unplanned) gallop on the rocky bit on the way back to the stables, and my little lovely tried to buck me off. Needless to say we weren't friends by the end.Claudia and Hannah hit Bolivia tomorrow . . .