Rollin down the riva........
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October 4th, 2008 – by: Xstacey
The third day was another boat ride to the mini jungle, we got rained out however and had to return to our campsite without making it there. After a lovely brunch we packed up and headed back, thankfully the rain stopped at this time and we were even able to have a swim in the pink dolphin and crocodile infested
waters. The crocs are afraid of the dolphins however, so circled by them we felt safe enough. After a many hour boat ride we climbed back in the jeep for the bumpy ride back to Rurrenabaque. The mud roads at this time were mush, so we fishtailed and hydroplaned on the mud all the way back, but make it in one piece.I was eager to get back in good time to catch my flight as the agency had promised we'd be back by half 3 at the latest. We arrived at 10 to 5, but at any rate all flights were cancelled so it wasn't an issue. Not quite yet savvy to the world of tarmac, the airports around here have grass running strips, so when it rains, they simply cant fly! I guess two wrongs do make a right from time to time, at least in Bolivia.
waters. The crocs are afraid of the dolphins however, so circled by them we felt safe enough. After a many hour boat ride we climbed back in the jeep for the bumpy ride back to Rurrenabaque. The mud roads at this time were mush, so we fishtailed and hydroplaned on the mud all the way back, but make it in one piece.
After returning Gabby and I got a double room and headed to the Mosquito Bar, the local gringo hangout, for some free banana chips and a few drinks. After a while we were joined by a few others who had toured together, and I met Leah and Nick, an English couple who would become my travelling companions for the next few days. We were a group of 7 or 8 by the end, and had a great time abusing the half price happy hour. Once it got later I discovered the Israelis from my own group were in the back room playing cards, and to my utter surprise they called me over to join them. To be fair, the group atmosphere had bettered over the last few trip days, only slightly but we did spend our boat ride back learning how to count to 15 in Hebrew, to the great pleasure of the native speakers. I played a few rounds of cards with them and even went out after to the dance club, although it was absolutely dead and we didn't stay too long.
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