After a visit to the doctors it turns out that my cracked rib is probably broken. I say probably because the doctor and I had a hard time understanding each other. Amy sat in as interpreter with our Spanish dictionary, so were reasonably sure that´s what was said.
Bizarrely the treatment was an injection in my arse! I had to lie down face first with my shorts pulled down a little, as the female doctor, two curious nurses and Amy looked on and giggled! Still along with the painkillers and anti-inflammatories I´m feeling much better, if a little spaced out...
Other than that we´re in Laguna Bacalar at the moment, staying in a cool hotel right on the bank of a huge lake. It´s very peaceful (even without the painkillers!) and we´re just lazing around considering our next move to Caye Caulker in Belize.
We did a little snorkeling in the lake this morning, but we only saw a couple of fish. Although that´s probably a good thing because crocodiles live on the opposite shore of the lake, but if the mosquitoes appetite is anything to go by they´d probably make an exception for me...
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