The next morning Alice and I decided to leave Uyuni as soon as possible, there was really nothing happening in the town and we wanted to get to somewhere with a bit of life and atmosphere.
We headed to Potosi on the bus which was a mountainous and bendy ride for about 4 hours.
Potosi is officially the highest city in the world at 4090m and luckily as we had been at altitude for so long, we didn't feel too bad.
It was about 3pm by the time we had got settled into our hostel, so we spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the city trying to get a feel for the place. It was a Sunday and lots of things were shut up, but we saw a few parks, plazas and churches in the city centre as we were staying only a few blocks away. As the evening drew in, we went to a little market to pick up a few bargains - it's strange because nothing is open Sunday during the day but at night the place comes alive with business as usual.
The hostel had a little TV room, so we made the most of it with an early dinner and chilled night watching a film - almost the same Sunday evening activity as at home!