We were supposed to fly from Uyuni to La Paz, but in this part of the world, air traffic is often subject to cancellation. A windstorm took down a power line, and the Uyuni airport shut down, requiring us to take a ten hour drive on unpaved mountain roads in order to get to La Paz, the capitol city of Bolivia, and the final stop on our journey. Our bone-jolting ride took us through the foothills of the Andes, giving us clouds of dust as our constant companion. I used that dust to my advantage in this interpretive sunset image made through the dirty windshield of our vehicle. A vehicle comes towards us, leaving a golden curtain of dust in its wake. I shoot into the sun to backlight it, and thereby neutralize the effect of the dust coating our window. The scene speaks of a long and hard, yet rewarding, journey.