Ooooh my bum. 21 hours on a bus. It wasnīt even a very nice bus. There really isnīt much to add since we last chatted, except weīre 1500k down the line and in a lovely city called Tucaman. Itīs a friendly place, and Naomi and I wondered about somewhat grumpily until blood sugar levels were rasied by chicken and beef respectively. I have just downloaded the driver for my card reader in the hope that I can upload some pics. Iīm going to have to reboot. If no pictures turn up then in all probability I need a password to get back in. Iīll try to get one from the guy who runs this cyber cafe. Heīll realise I have downloaded stuff onto his machine, shout at me in Spanish, (which I wonīt take personally as although my language skills are improving they arenīt past "I would like two beers and a steak please") and throw me out. We will then head back to the bus station for another night on a bus (thatīs 3 out of the last 4) to Mendoza where I will attempt to get Naomi to come white water rafting with me (fat chance)
OK her goes START-SHUTDOWN-OK
