Bad, it´s all bad here! (with poo update)
Trip Start Jun 14, 2005
25Trip End Aug 09, 2005
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After checking into our hotel, Heather and I, joined by a pair of antipodeans jumped into a cab to get some food (we bonded with these 2 on the bus while discussing why exactly one of the wheels was cracked right down the middle and we seemed still to be driving). Maybe we were slightly foolish to say ´do you know of a restaurant in town´ to the cabbie but we were hungry and tired. All we knew was ´don´t go over the bridge´, a bridge which seems to bisect the city into the baddies and the not so baddies. On crossing the bridge, we frantically blurted out mangled Spanish and the cabbie u-turned immediately helped by Woody´s hand on the wheel. Our shady Chinese restaurant we were dropped off at contained bad food and even worse diners. One particularly sour customer had to be dragged back by his girlfriend after losing his rag at Woody for smiling at him (note, smile at no-one). After finishing the burnt rice and chicken feet, we climbed over the bodies of tramps laying in the street and jumped in a cab leaving the dark, rainy streets and its grouchy inhabitants to their shady dealings.
Back in the hotel (not hotel in the usual sense, more hotel in the sense of toilet) we were immediately harassed by a staggeringly drunk local woman who decided it would be a great idea to ask Heather and I to come home with her. Maybe she had leaky pipes but I certainly was in no mood to perform my plumbing skills tonight. It´s bed (or, brown sponge thing) for us thanks love.
´Will you be staying another night Sir?´ Not on your nelly mate!
PS (poo situation), Heather: Nocturnal rumblings, Woody: Stalemate