So after over a week in the lovely beach town of Iquique it was time to move on. We wanted to go back to Bolivia as it was much cheaper and there were a couple of places we missed out so Oruro it was! We got the bus on Sunday night with 2 guys from Denmark and it was meant to be 12 hours. We boarded the bus at 8.30pm and off we went! The first few hours were fine and just a standard south american bus journey. They played an awful spanish film really loud with english subtitles, people hopped on and off the bus trying to sell bread and things and then the lights went off. Standard! I fell asleep for a couple of hours and woke up when the bus came to a standstill at 1am. At first we thought it was just a pit stop for the drivers but then we realised that we were at the border crossing for Bolivia and it didn't open until 9am!!! You think that's alright like no biggie we can just fall asleep until then but no. It was the coldest place in the world. The 4 of us travelling were actually shivering and had not come prepared unlike everyone else on the bus with there huge blankets and layers. One of the danish guys didn't even have socks! The drivers had left the bus making sure the door was open incase anyone needed the toilet or anything as the one on the bus was out of order. We were in the first 4 seats right where the open door was. Even better! There was actual ice on the inside of the windows and it was impossible to sleep! I'm not 100% on the temperature but it definitley wasn't leggings and jumper weather. We needed a full blown snow suit! When the sun finally came up at about 7am we noticed a couple of snowcapped mountains nearby. We finally got through the border, 2 more stamps in the passport and at half 9 we continued on our journey. We arrived in Oruro at half past one so we had been on that bus for 17 hours. Pretty frustrating that it could have been 8 hours shorter if we'd gone at a time the border crossing had been open. Oruro was just another town really. Lots of markets, lots of taxis beeping there horns and a couple nice places to eat. It's awesome being back to bolivian prices. I feel like i can buy everything! We only stayed there one night and are continuing on our journey to Tupiza with the Danish guys. Its an 11 hour journey but can't be as bad as the last! This time we've come prepared with sleeping bags, loads of layers and ski socks. I almost hope we break down in the middle of no where again!