Up Yer Colon

Our truck being legal(ish) is to take all 24 passengers from both trucks straight to Buenos Aires where hopefully it can be fixed properly and have its frame straightened. The mash up truck is just going to limp to the next town where they're going to have it towed to a respectable garage - it's gonna be out of action for a while. The unscathed truck is on a different trip so they head off in a different direction.

Today is a drive day, all day. I sit with Nick and chat about all the usual un-important stuff like politics and religion. We drive and drive until we get to a small town called Colon (!) and pitch camp by the river Uruguay - so called because Uruguay is on the other side of it. (Does that mean they call it river Argentina in Uruguay?)

As our truck is a now a full house (24 seats and 24 people) Isi now has to share a tent and feels the need to get drunk to cope with the trauma! White wine is the way forward. The evening is spent staring at clouds in the bright, moon lit sky with Isi and Safari Steve.

Posted by Steve Eynon