bad night. and bad day. something i had consumed had strongly disagreed with me and consequently throughout the night, i became very well acquainted with the toilet. lucky for me, i was in my own room and my own toilet.

when the toilet visits became less frequent, i felt kinda hungry and got up about 2pm to risk getting some food. had what i considered to be the safest thing on the menu, chicken and vegetable soup.

it was a miserable day weather wise. cold and wet. i had to put socks, trainers, jeans and a hoddy on! first time since ive been in central america ive experiencd weather like this. one silver lining was that as it was such bad weather, i didnt feel like i´d wasted a day as i wouldnt have done much anyway. i saw jen in the afternoon, and she hadnt done anything much either due to the rain.

rest of the day was spent reading and chatting to the crazy old man from ipswich who told us about his days bouncing from country to country for the last 40 years! having spent 2 years in honduras, it´s the longest he´s stayed anywhere that entire time.

risked some more substantial food for dinner and had no ill effects. went to bed about half 10.