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Our last day in Uyuni pretty much resembles all the others. Our suite has to be the poshest room we´ve ever stayed in. Its actually got a 3 piece suite and is big enough to get lost in. We bump into Ben from New Zealand and he sows the seed in our heads of going home via his homeland. There are flights from Santiago - Easter island - Tahiti - Auckland. Seriously tempting. Just need to stumble across one of those South American money trees or perhaps an Argentinian cash cow. It seems our train is delayed so we linger over our pizza and wine. The station turns out to have a bar with a pool table and a Liverpool - Watford football game on the telly which seriously eases the pain of the waiting game. Our train finally trundles in at about 2.30am, a mere 4 hours late.