Rumble in the Jungle Part 2: Its all gone Titicaca
Trip Start
Nov 02, 2007
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Trip End
??? ??, 2008
Oh no not again - will we ever learn? ... We got to Puno and were really excited as we were so close to the border and it was time for a change. Then we got hungry like the tasmanian devil and devoured a dodgy fish and chips, which was to knock us out for the count second time running. I wasn´t too bad but the second day in, Stan was delirious with a fever and left the hotel cleaning staff a huge pile of vomit gravy in the bathroom as he missed the toilet by inches. Cup a Soup has never looked so unappealing...
He reckons it was my fault that he got the trajectory wrong as I´d wrapped him up like a mummy, meaning his escape route was hindered, but I¨d only done that cos he was shivering more than a streaker on a football pitch on a cold winters morn. Anyway halfway through the night when his fever hit 39.5, I wimped out and called the doc, who complete with bushy monobrow, proceded to give Stan a whopper of an injection after filling the syringe with the contents of two glass phials and jabbed it into his arm. Stan not used to feeling a bit dopey felt quite alarmed at this sudden drowsiness, but thankfully 10 minutes later was fast asleep and fully knocked out.
Recovery took 4 days, but with the meds the doc had given us and re-runs of Smallville and Scrubs - there was no more projectile vomiting ala Linda Blair.
Unfortunately, we still felt queasy and we never managed to take a boat ride to the floating islands, or Isla Taquille. Instead we hunted down the Captain of the gunboat Yavari - which was made in Brum, in 2766 peices and took 6 years to get to Peru in 1861, (they must¨ve been Birmingham City Council workers then, eh? Two watching, one working!) and forced him to have tea with us. 2 hours later he wanted our kitsch little teapot and we traded it for an original rivet from the ship from the 1850´s!
6 days later we left Puno eager to see what lay across the border in Bolivia and hoping that wherever we went, it was the last of Montezuma¨s revenge that we would encounter...
He reckons it was my fault that he got the trajectory wrong as I´d wrapped him up like a mummy, meaning his escape route was hindered, but I¨d only done that cos he was shivering more than a streaker on a football pitch on a cold winters morn. Anyway halfway through the night when his fever hit 39.5, I wimped out and called the doc, who complete with bushy monobrow, proceded to give Stan a whopper of an injection after filling the syringe with the contents of two glass phials and jabbed it into his arm. Stan not used to feeling a bit dopey felt quite alarmed at this sudden drowsiness, but thankfully 10 minutes later was fast asleep and fully knocked out.
Recovery took 4 days, but with the meds the doc had given us and re-runs of Smallville and Scrubs - there was no more projectile vomiting ala Linda Blair.
Unfortunately, we still felt queasy and we never managed to take a boat ride to the floating islands, or Isla Taquille. Instead we hunted down the Captain of the gunboat Yavari - which was made in Brum, in 2766 peices and took 6 years to get to Peru in 1861, (they must¨ve been Birmingham City Council workers then, eh? Two watching, one working!) and forced him to have tea with us. 2 hours later he wanted our kitsch little teapot and we traded it for an original rivet from the ship from the 1850´s!
6 days later we left Puno eager to see what lay across the border in Bolivia and hoping that wherever we went, it was the last of Montezuma¨s revenge that we would encounter...


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ships from land locked Brum
Many of you maybe wondering why ships would have link to landlocked Birmingham! A little bit of history my friends. James Watt, Matthew Boulton and Mr Murdock(the name escapes me). Settled in this fair city of ours, met and set up a company to manufacture James Watts' engine for use in factories to mass produce goods. During the period of the industrial revolution in this country.