Trying to get out of Brazil

Corumba, Brazil, 12 - 13 July 2007

Leaving the Pantanal we headed to Corumba on the Bolivian border. Due to a transportation strike in Bolivia (they´re fond of striking) we were obliged to stay 2 nights in Corumba and get a flight (tiny military plane) to Santa Cruz (Bolivia) rather than the intended train. There really isn´t anything to talk about in Corumba (the town is a dump). We got talking to a dodgy Greek fella who brought us to a fish restaurant. On the way Claire fell, nothing too serious. On the way back I fell and cracked me noggin. Blood spurted forth unrelentingly, said he not meaning to be too melodramatic. Fortunately some locals saw what happened and had me in the local emergency ward in about 5 minutes. It really wasn´t anything too serious but it was nice to get the medical attention...and the tetanus jab in the ass. They didn´t charge us anything either which was nice. Maybe Corumba isn´t such a bad place after all. One wek on and I am back to my devilishly handsome self.