No More S & M

I sleep in until 12:30. I'm ill. I've got a cold. Regardless I meet up with Sean &Monika and we watch Shrek 3 at Mythology. It's not that great. I think I only chuckled twice. Later I book my alternative trek to Machu Picchu for Saturday, the Salkantay 5 day trek. It's a day longer than the fully booked classic trek and is supposed to have more spectacular scenery. That means I've got 2½ days to get better and shun the cold.

It's Sean &Monika's last night in Cusco so after a few hours kip I meet them and Isabelle at their pad for 20:00. I suggest some bars but they are either too expensive, too smoky or too far away, so instead we stay in, watch TV and share 1 bottle of wine between us all. But hey, I was really ill anyway and as the night wore on watching Magnolia I felt a sore throat encroach and grace my health. Bollocks. After being accused of being quiet all night we said our good byes and I headed home. Bed for 00:30.

A tribute to Sean &Monika, or as I refer to them, S &M: \

1st man, "Do you practise S &M?" \

2nd man, "Sure I do, my wife Sleeps and I Masturbate!" \

Cheers Isi!

P.S. As an aside, I was also contacted by a best mate (Stephen Young) from Primary school on FaceBook!

Posted by Steve Eynon