All packed up and nowhere to go - further

Everyone i've spoken to shares the view that it's the right decision to not go riding. They're probably right. I feel cheated out of a weekend down the coast and a weekend riding. F#*k'n AJ. It was just like that time when he got Dengue Fever in Mexico and ruined our trip. He's always trying to ruin the buzz. So what if I also had Typhoid at the time. Irrelevant.

Tangents then?
Here's a video that sums up what we did in that state. It could have lasted the five seconds it took AJ to document it, but it could have been five days. I'm pretty sure it was five days. To be honest, I couldn't tell you if it was 3 days or 8. Typhoid is awesome. In hindsight. We went from there to Tulum to recover. I'll chuck a photo of Tulum in to rebalance the equation of suffering vs it's not so bad.

Myself in the depths of Typhoid. AJ might have been on the mend. He's not in bed. AJ WIN!

And finally, as mentioned, where we went to recover, in Tulum.

Enough rambling...