Grapefruit Juice and Hammocks

this place is great... I´m pretty sure that its about as close as you can get to paradise. And I´m doing absolutely nothing... This is what my daily routine has become since I came back from the Jungle (oh this is going to kill all you investment bankers out there):

• 8.00am - Rise and shine for brekkie. Brekkie consists of a plethora of different fresh fruit juices (mango, pineapple, orange, grapefruit) and a continental style bread and jam with the occassional scrambled eggs.
• 9.00am - Séjour to my hammock from where I watch the world going by and read my book for about two or three hours
• Midday - Siesta time... have a little doze for an hour or two, after which I usually have a fresh grapefruit juice to clean out my mouth.
• 2.00pm - After my grapefruit juice, I force myself to walk the block and half to the pool where I lie in the sun, swim, read my book or doze until the sun goes down... (I usually have a tuna sambo for my lunch here)
• 7.00pm - check my emails (and reality) on my way back from the pool and then shower and change into my evening attire (which must be long-sleeved and long-legged due to mosquitos)
• 8/9.00pm - Have a beer or two talking to people in the hammock area, or else go out for dinner. Am usually in bed by about 10 or 11.00pm, after a brief mosquito hunt in my room.
• Sometimes I´ll go out for a late one and the next day´s activities will all be pushed back due to sleeping in.

Yesterday was a bit of a shock to the system though, at about 2.30pm it started getting windy and overcast and at 3.15pm it began to lash rain. In the dry season it doesn´t rain often here, but when it does, boy does it rain... it came down in bucketfuls and you couldn´t walk two feet without getting completely drenched (you know that rain that feels like you´re standing under a power shower).

I decided to inaugurate my poncho (which my brother, Gavin, lent me but which I haven´t had occassion to use yet - and which has been very heavy to lug around and needed justification of its presence). I donned it and walked around town in the rain (being deprived of my usual poolside chill-out). The water streamed down the sides of the road almost at knee-level. Down by the river, you could see the level rising by the minute, it was incredible.

Anyway, I´m flying (yes, flying) back to La Paz tomorrow when I must really get in touch with reality and do a big clear out on my rucksack... (get rid of cold clothes etc.).

In other news, I am half-deaf since yesterday and am having my ears cleaned out tomorrow (a wax blockage, which I am convinced is because of my use of those cotton ear bud thingys...).

Have burned all my photos onto CD and will load them up when I get to fast and cheap internet in La Paz.

Ciao amigos