We were up bright and early in the morning in order to go and meet the Mum, Dad and the girls to go white water rafting. The bus journey was filled by slaps, knuckles and playing tilly at numbers. Upon arrival tilly was none too happy with the size of equipment handed out to her and was worried about getting cold! Possibly justified as when we finally dipped a toe into the water it was icy and feeling in the feet was quickly lost as they were constantly in freezing water in the bottom of the boat! Then we got underway and practiced a few of out moves "forward" "left back"(Rory struggled with the concept of left!)"right back""Backwards" and "Stop"! We didnt get very far however before we had to stop as one of the other boats had sprung a leak! So we hitched the boat up and waited for the repair. It turned out that we had to have an extra person on our boat. It was an american girl who arrived horrified that I had hitched up our boat onto what I thought was a mossy rock, but was in fact a dead dog. She was even more horrified to hear the "sick" puns that ensued "I hope it doesnt get too ruff" "Is anyone else tired I think I might need a paws! etc etc! Mum was looking distinctly worried as we went through our first set of rapids, but astonishingly we emerged unscathed! Tilly had perked up by this point and everyone was in the swing of things as we went over several more rapids. Then it was time for the 3+ beast and admitedly I nearly fell out and threw my back slightly, but it was still amazing fun! We finally arrived at the bottom of the rapids in time for some lunch, as you might imagine we were all a bit peckish!

On returning to Cusco Rory and I split up with the family in preparation for a night on the town. We had a few beers here and there and ended up in the main nightclub, Mama Africa, and this is where the best story of the trip so far begins to unfold ......

We met some calfornians and hung around in the club with them for a while before we decided to move onto somewhere else, however one of the girls decided she wanted to head back. Rory being the perfect gentleman offers to walk her back and then come back out to meet us. Upon arrival at her hostel the girl produced what Rory believed to be a rape whistle to give back to her friend. Rory thought nothing of it and set off back to meet us at which point he began examining the "whistle". After trying to blow it a couple of times to no avail Rory took a closer look at it and ended up accidentally flicking a switch on it. At which point he sprayed pepper spray in his eyes at point blanc range. At this point he was completely blind in the middle of Cusco in absolute agony. He ended up feeling his way back to the girl's hostel and waiting there until his sight returned 3hours later at 6am. Not before almost getting in a fight with an unspecified number of australians who were taking the mickey out of him!