A jungle town named after a 10 pound note
Oct 01, 2009
Apr 01, 2010
After Cali I had a bit of a trek to Tena but nothing else so hilarious happened.
So being in this amazing place called Tena, where I forgot completely to get my camera out, is a jungle town. I went rafting and eating. The rafting was ok but not as scary as i thought it might be. There was a French dude with his father and did not want to go for the funky rapids which I was a little annoyed about but was enjoyable, and I do not think I got Dengue........yet.
After the rapids we were at another little village with cheeky monkeys, they stole Rory's (Irish guy on boat) sun cream from his pocket and run up the tree with it. I think he had a little taste tester and then threw it out again!!
After a little stay in Bogota I decided to move out of there, but I am the only idiot who would do this on the day I become ill....mind you staying was not an option! Heading for Ecuador I got on the next bus in the direction I wanted to go which was Cali.......The buses are mad here and the roads even worse, around mountains they are so very windy. I needed the toilet every hour or so and I think the people must have thought I had a problem!! This is the first bus that I was on that had the toilet at the front and everyone watching a film, I needed to go so I did, It was quite a struggle to stand vertically for more than 3 seconds in there.....anyway lo and behold I find out, after banging my head a few times, late that I have not locked the door properly. Hanging on to the side of the cabin with my jeans half way down my legs someone casually props me back in the toilet using the door as leverage!!! I found this immensely funny whereas no one was laughing when I finally decided to exit. They are either very polite or just used to this happening; I am not sure which one I would go with