Day 7 We woke up really late, 7am and went in for breakfast to find out the weather in Cusco was dreadful and so the flights were on hold....slightly worrying for Lea who had her international flight the next morning. Those of us who were not flying kept asking what we would get to do...unfortunately we were the least of their worries. We ended up packing up and going back to Boca Manu to wait for them, god knows why as Oliver was going to stay and fly back and Noe go back with us, we were hoping to get to Erika lodge. After many hours of faffing, we said goodbye to them all and set off again, no chance to get to erica, we were against the current and the river was low...in one bit we had to get out while they pushed the boat. We then saw some leicester spotted gringos through our binoculars, an isreali couple who had spent a week with a family, getting healed or something. We then set up camp on the sand bank and got a roaring fire going, to the sounds of capibara squeeling. We sat eating popcorn and watched the most amazing moonrise we've ever seen accross the lake. Then had our meal and off to bed, by now we were so bitten we couldnt be bothered to properly hunt for mozzies.