Awesome spot, incredibly quiet. Apart from the busloads of Tourists all wearing either just-bought-at-the-airport outfits, or high-fashion. Both vaguely inappropriate. Mind you. My stupid wide and effective hat, heavy biking boots and full cover dusty clothing was appropriate for the climate, but won't find me any dates soon. Or ever.
The info centre is well laid out, and the short walk with intermittent stopping spots just long enough. Spent an hour here, breathing, fully loving the scenery, and trying to stay away from the tour bus victims. Didn't help that some of them clearly didn't hear the guide indicate a clockwise route. The place isn't designed for idiots to walk the wrong way, and they are very particular that you not step off the narrow path into the actual salt field. However, they do encourage you to feel, smell and even taste the crystals and rock around you. There was a tiny fissure on the path through which I could see running water. Had to taste that. Yee gods, I shall never need salt again.
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