Progress!

Early in the morning we woke up to the screams of what I think was Ricky's cleaning lady. As far as I can tell Dr. Weems helped himself to Ricky's liquor cabinet and surprised the poor lady with nothing on but one of Nathan Bixby's gym socks. We left in the late afternoon after Sobering Dr Weems up. I hope to secure a boat on the shores of The Yaracuy River, from there we can meet my chartered boat in the Caribbean.

Ricky Don't loose my number!

Our Guide Ricky really knows the town and is one party animal, He could prove to be a powerful ally. I'm not sure if that car was really his but he sure did know his way around that steering column with that bowie knife!

That was a mouth full!

Well I up and did it, yup lost my watch in what I was told to be one of the villages oldest septic tanks. Before I could even start to mourn over it Nathan Bixby my manservant and Supernatural bodyguard jumped in and within what seemed like forever surfaced with my watch! I don't have the heart to tell him it really never worked that well to begin with.

GO TEAM!

With radio communication almost nonexistent and my satellite phone tied up acting as Dr. Weems make shift pace maker. I thought I'd never be able to get in touch with my crack IT team and reset the password on my Ebay. More ammo and Cliff bars should be waiting for us at our next destination.

Nasty Feet!

It is stated in the "Grand Codex of Decency and Considerations" that ALL open toe shoes save the shower sandal MUST be accompanied by socks.