was curl up under a big duvet and go back to sleep. I had my book to read but I didn’t really feel like reading too much at 7.30 in the morning. We had a couple of cups of tea and an egg butty to try and take away the cold but it wasn’t that effective or nice!

Our man kept coming over to us and even he admitted that the Bolivian military’s passenger service is crap! He said situations like this happen all of the time and basically admitted that they couldn’t organised a booze up in a brewery! Great! Why didn’t we go with the more expensive airline? It was getting a little beyond a joke, nobody knew anything. For some reason they couldn’t phone Rurrenabaque to find out what the weather was like, so everyone just had to wait! From what we saw of the military they are not exactly run off their feet, far from it, they are the most laid back military personnel I have ever seen! Nothing

rushes them and nothing makes them make a decision.

After a good couple of hours we decided to check out the café as we were hungry again. The only option was a cheese sandwich and chips, now you may not think this is too bad but believe me it was foul. The chips were swimming in chip fat and you could have knocked someone out with the rock hard bread and tasteless cheese. Still while we were eating at the plush greasy spoon there was a flurry of activity in the airport. Word was out the flight was going to happen and we even saw a few of the military break into a walk! We forced down the rest of our food and washed it down with a fizzy drink. Healthy or what?!

We then went out to see if there were any new developments. Wow, they’d had word from Rurrenabaque and it was looking