Hiking to the Lost City, The found city, born slippy and a twist in the tale

It was indeed to be chocolate and toasties and not the low fat AK-47 option. Standing up was tricky as my muscles hurt like bugger, my blisters had popped & were looking rather nasty and the back of my legs looked like a dart board. Dozens of big red marks from mosquitos, and hundreds of little red ones from the sandflies. So now I was probably suffering from tetanus, a mild strain of frog poisoning, late onset rabies and now malaria & dengue fever to boot. Oh well musn't grumble.

In the morning we looked around the lost city, which to be honest is not much of a city but rather a collection of stone circles and steps. Some Koji still live around the city so we paid a little visit to the shaman who stumbled stoned (the joys of Coca) out of his hut and gave a speech about acid rain, deforestation and the ills of society. To be honest I reckon his hut is fully air conditioned and he has CNN on 24/7.

Tour done it was time to slip slide down the steps back to the river. It proved to be a hair raising experience as most people slipped at some stage or another, but no broken bones only some mossy asses. The rest of the day was spent retracing yesteday's steps, so to alleviate the boredom we started singing various songs to keep us going. We belted out the Beatles "Help", roared to the Rolling Stones "Sympathy for the Devil" and I was halfway through a fantastic rendition of the chorus in Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" when I decided to vault over a gate in the path. I hadn't taken a couple of things into account:
1. I am carrying at 15kg backpack on my back
2. My legs are pretty much like jelly after hiking for the last 4 hours
3. The ground on other side of the gate is very uneven

So rather than landing like Nadia Komenich I landed like a drunken sailor on my ankle, which made some funny noises. I stood still and time passed. I waited for some screaming pain, but it was only mild. A lucky break (no pun intended)? I decided not to wait around and shifted up a gear covering the last few KM in no time whatsoever.

Back in camp 2 it was down to the river for some sweat removal and a cooling of the ankle, which was still fairly useable. Dinner was great as usual and we played some more games to fill the time and bed was extremely late at 10pm.