That clean, fresh air

Wed: 4 hour bushwalk in the South American jungle.

Ola from Merida, Venezuela.

It took me two and a half days of travelling to get here, and with all of the jetlag and rubbish I didn´t get any exercise in. I had an hour at the Hilton Caracas before the gym closed on Monday night, but they had the front to ask me to pay about $13AUD to use the gym. Considering the ridiculous tarrif I was already paying for accommodation I couldn´t do it on priciple, so I just went to bed.

I got into Merida on Tuesday morning. It was awesome to see my brother after so long. We spent the day catching up and bullshitting. In the evening we had a vegetable, garlic and cheese pasta which Clint cooked and said that it would cause him flatulence problems the following day.

I wish I had remembered that this morning when we decided to go on a bushwalk. We went up into the mountains, where the scemnery was utterly stunning. The vegetation was so rich. We didn´t see much in the way of fauna, but the plantlife was just beatiful.

So I spent the day a couple of paces behind Clint, who, to be blunt, was exhaling through his anus - with halitosis. This made it even more difficult to breath, as I was already struggling a bit with the altitude. We aren´t sure, but we were probably at a higher altitude today than I have ever been before.

May be able to get out for a run tomorrow.