I woke up feeling terrible this morning, I'm sure that listening to the Da Vinci code audiobook at night hasn't helped. I can't listen to anything else because Salvador has hidden the first disc of my Botswana detective stories and I've run out of Ricky Gervais shows for now. Tia Maria and Jeanne came over to look after Salvador and we went out for something to eat. We were going to go to the pictures but arrived after all the films had started. We had a row in the supermarket over some more poor customer service and then came back to Santa Anita with me feeling worse by the second. The first taxi we picked got 5oo yards and ran out of gas (natural gas that is) and due to the fact there are so few places to fill up in Lima we had to get out. When we got in I could hear the cylinder ticking so running out was preferable to the alternative I was thinking of. So much for green fuel.