Burnouts and Party Droughts

Unfortunately partying was not to be our given activity. Before catching the bus Emily had started to feel sick and I wasn't exactly feeling too dapper. The particular bus that we had chosen was definitely not the wisest due to it stopping to pick up every single waif, stray and waiflike stray that it could find. The journey that would usually take around 1.5 hours took three of which around half way through Emily broke into a fever and began shivering and breathing heavily. We arrived after what seemed like a lifetime, hailed a cab and secured a room to go and die in. I popped to the shop to grab a few provisions, checked us in properly and returned to the room to sleep for the next 24 hours. The next morning I was in a similar state with stomach cramps, dizziness and a terrible headache. Emily was beginning to recover but also still feeling bad, and the next few days were spent in semi convalescence, eating little and watching films on Emily's computer.

After a few days of seeing nothing further than the end of our road Emily, Alex and myself decided to go out to explore the city, in honesty was nice but not particularly beautiful, and after a little while we were ready to return back to our apartment for a well needed dose of Anchorman. Cleverly we decided that this would be perfectly complimented by 2 litres of white rum and some various mixers for Mojitos. This, which seems plainly obvious in the cold light of day, was actually a very stupid idea considering the fact that I had been vomiting less than 24 hours prior and Emily was still feeling crap. The next morning we experienced something of a physical regression to feeling dreadful, spending another day lying around feeling sorry for ourselves before rousing to watch the Presidential Debate on CNN whilst chowing down on a Chinese buffet (pun duly intended).

After five days in Cali we were more than ready to leave and Salento, a small town deep in the heart of the coffee district sounded like the perfect cure for a tough week in the city. What we didn't realise then was how perfect perfect was to actually be.