So it tipped excessively. I mean, she was around sixty or seventy years old. Anyway, we left the boat and embarked on a larger one which took us to a hidden community in the middle of the delta.
I took her down to the bathroom, and her pants and shoes were full of vomit. We were sure that it was not alcohol, but that there was something wrong with the food we had at this "nice" restaurant.
The day after, we woke up late and enjoyed the nice breakfast of the Monarca Hotel. We planned the next leg of our trip at a local travel agent. |
