We made a little walk into the main street of the town and were looking for a nice place to eat. This time we settled for an Indian restaurant close to the restaurant we were a night earlier.
We were considering flying to the same region again: we thought of going to Brazil, Venezuela or Guatemala. We were asking a lot of friends on their travel experiences to these countries.
We checked in at the Hotel de Paris, a small hotel owned by a friendly, old lady. Our rooms were OK, but we asked to be transferred to the newer part of the hotel. The stomach ache of my wife did not disappear. |
