In the high plains of southwest Bolivia lies the Salar de Uyuni, a vast expanse of white that stretches endlessly toward the horizon. Here, earth and sky blur into one. When rain falls, the flats transform into a mirror so perfect it feels like walking through the clouds. Days are bright and blinding, nights vast and silent. Out here, the sense of scale is disorienting, humbling. The salt cracks underfoot, and in the stillness, everything feels both infinite and fleeting.