La Presidente

Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 13 Sep 2010 22:58
La Presidente, Aguas
Calientes
![]() ![]() We were met at the train station and
cut through the market, saw the
edge of a small busy town en route to our hotel
![]() ![]() The first laugh was
the Freyans shower room, an obvious
late addition, would have loved to see the chippie face as he did the cut out
![]() Our view.
I waved at the train driver at two thirty in the
morning and could nearly shake hands with him. Never been that close
ever.
![]() ![]() Our toilet was
better when used side saddle. We had spares nearby if we needed
anything
![]() First time we have
eaten with a pan band, train and biting creatures who cared zip about
100% deet
![]() ![]() Not a small one, Alan
had a swift lesson
![]() ![]() Later on a football supporters homecoming. Bear loved being in a real live train set
![]() ![]() We explored - the
town has built as the need for accommodation has increased, a pretty view over
the river
![]() ![]() Amazing
pictures
![]() ![]() A bit of make do
and mend
![]() ![]() No matter what soup we had it vaguely
tasted like chicken and had similar hue. We all ended up with bites. A German called them fleas, we said flies. No matter
what insect repellent we used we got nabbed. They had a penchant for elbows to
wrists, under watch and wedding ring, knees to ankles. Anne had a call of nature
en route down from the Sun Gate and in twenty seconds had nineteen bites on her
nether region, we took her word for the number, but no reason to doubt
witnessing her discomfiture. We soon learned to judge how long anyone had been
in the town by their bite marks. These little creatures would appear with no
noise and the first you knew was a tiny pin prick of blood. Over twenty four
hours the bite would take on a life of its own, the itching phenomenal.
I itched on a daily basis two weeks later.
![]() ALL IN ALL EXPLORERS HAVE TO BE MADE OF
RUGGED STUFF
I THOUGHT IT WAS A BRILLIANT,
FUN TOWN
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