Cestou na El Fuerte/ On the way to El Fuerte

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Rano bylo hodne neobvykle - zadny kohout, ani papousek, ale dnes to byl pan domaci zatloukajici v 7 rano nejake hrebiky ve vedlejsim pokoji...Celou noc proprselo, spis prolilo tak jak jen v dzungli se to povede a ani to nevypadalo, ze brzy prestane. Dneska jsme se vypravili na El Fuerte, predspanelskou pamatku, jakesi ceremonialni misto - v desti. Prodejna listku byla zavrena, stejne jako hlavni brana, kterou jsme ale prelezli. Po ceste jsme narazili na rozvodnenou ricku, nastesti jsme nasli dve desky, ktere jsme polozili napric a nakonec se na 2.stranu dostali - jo, Cesi a Slovaci si poradi se vsim... Na samotnem El Fuerte nikdo nebyl, jen jsme to tam prosli, ale nezustali dlouho, protoze uprimne receno tam toho prilis k videni nebylo. V 5 jsme byli zpatky, koupili si vyborne bolivijske cervene, udelali testoviny s omajdou a ja si jeste koupil pulku kurete, upekl a cele snedl - mnam.

Morning was very unusual . no cock, no parrot, but today it was our landlord hammering some nails in the next room...It rained all night, better pissed down like in jungle and looked like it will for some time..We set off to El Fuerte - local prehispanic ceremonial place in rain. Ticket office was closed, main gate too but we climbed over. On our way we reached flooded river but we managed to get over using 2 planks - bit risky but we made it. In El Fuerte was noone, we didnt stray long cos there was not much to see. We were back by 5, bought lovely bolivien red, cooked pasta and then i did buy a half of the chicken, grilled it and ate it all - yammy.

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