More driving on the second day of our salt flat tour
Our driver Rollo spoke maybe once but at least he was secure
We arrived that night beside an acidic lake
Not where I'd chose to live myself but an interesting spot to wake
Sub zero temperatures made for a cosy night
We pushed the beds together to avoid the chilly bite
A spot of rum and 'would you rather' sent us off to sleep
My kind of lullaby, certainly preferable to counting sheep