In each of the guestrooms native fabrics with traditional bright colors hang as curtains. The beds are comfortably covered in thick furs and two more salt blocks in the shape of a T serve as a bedside table. There is no electricity and water is tanked in. This is one of those rare places where there is literally nowhere to go and nothing to do. Our group only stopped to look -- and then we were off once again, spraying across the endless white 'lake' of salt.