"Please pass the piranha and rice"

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Tas requested we woke early at 0530. We boarded our boat all half asleep. The plan of this journey was to watch sunrise and listen to the mornng chorus of the birds and wildlife. Unfortunately it was too over cast and therefore sunrise was off the cards. But wed rifted down the river and listened to the morning chorus of the birds and howler monkeys.

After breakfast Tas took us piranha fishing. Piranha fishing consists of throwing raw meat into the river attached to a hook and hoping that one is able to yank the hook up before the piranha demolish the meat. From the point of the meat entering the water and the piranha eating the meat is about 5 seconds. So whilst listening to dubstep thanks to DJ Megan we spent 2 hours trying to catch lunch. I managed to catch one but it was too small. Between the group we managed to catch 3 big enough to feast upon. Piranha surprisingly tastes like all other white fish.

After lunch we headed back to civilisation which consisted of another 2 hour boat journey and 2 hour jeep ride. When we arrived back in Rurrenbaque we had the sudden realisation that our time together had come to an end and the group would go their separate ways. After a quick chat we decided to spend one more night together and find a hostel that had room for all of us.

Check-in done. Showers done. And the group headed out for dinner. We decided the cheapest place would be the best for our last supper and found a fast food fried chicken restaurant fully equiped with mix-match plastic furniture and pornographic images on the wall. As it was a wednesday night there wasn´t anything particularly exciting happening in the town so DJ Megan, for the second time that day, took control with her ipod and in the local bar the night was spent reflecting, dancing and making plans to see each other again.

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