Day 64

Miles 0

Today we intended to hit the road but I woke up feeling too illl to ride, so I slept most of the day, George updated the website.

Day 65

Miles 0

I figured that there was only so much machismo I could take so I got the guy working on reception at the hostel to order a doctor. After a brief chat the boy was taken to the clinic where tests showed that he had salmonella of the worst kind. He was immediately put on a drip and told that he would be in until the following afternoon. Nothing else for it, I hit the rats to blow the foam off a cold one. The usual suspects were there and after a few brews we hit the town. Some interesting dancing ensued. What is it with Canadian birds and grinding eh, what's it all aboot? Must be the effect the Dutch have on them. That or just pining after “Spandex Man”

Day 66

Miles 0

I was released from hospital at 6pm, then went and met up with George and a load of other bikers at the Norton Rats, Early night again though as I'm still feeling rough.

Day 67

Miles 320

We had arranged to meet up with a couple of Americans riding KLRs at 8am sharp heading for La Paz this morning. Inevitably the boy was rough as a bears arse all last night so I had to politely decline the offer. Once he managed to down his meds things picked up and we hit the road around 11am. We made pretty good progress, with the bikes complaining less about the half tank of 90 diluting the weasel piss 84 rot gut they normally receive.

We stopped for the night around 20 miles from the Bolivian border. Looks like it will be a cold one tonight, the stars are out.