A shit of a day

All you can eat buffet. Plus I sqeezed in a little bit more. We headed out at a respectable time and checked out the ocean before joining a walking tour which of course started with a bus trip. Rocked up to see the changing of the guard but it was on downstairs so a no go for us. Checked out buildings, visited churches walked and walked and then got back to hotel eventually. 

We found out we had a tour meeting at 630pm. While waiting I watched the end of The Sting in Spanish before heading down to meet our tour buddies. So we are sitting and listening to our guide Rudie, when I can smell something. I narrowed it down to either me being so sleepy that I could not control my own natural body functions, or that the socks I had been wearing since Sydney really stank.

After getting the news that most days would start at 430am and that we all get sick and the altitude would wreak havoc with us we headed out to a traditional Pizza Hut. Great pasta and biggest dessert I have eaten since the last holiday where food doesn't matter. AKA carbo loading. 

Back at 10pm we had to rearrange our bags. That is when I had a whiff of my socks. Nothing. Of course the huge amount of dog crap stuck firmly to the bottom of my shoe was the cause of the problem. An hour later I think it was all removed. Now if everybody else in the meeting could smell it too it means I will probably get a seat by myself for the rest of the trip. 

Its now midnight and the phone will be ringing in four hours. I hope the wake up call guy doesnt forget......then again.