Motoventure Day 7: Ugh

Delayed again. They have 16 mototaxis ready to go tomorrow morning, another 25 they are hoping to have ready in the early afternoon, and 22 more arriving at some point tomorrow to be ready late afternoon or early morning Thursday. We divided into three groups based on how soon we had tickets out of Asuncion, though I was really quite surprised about all the selfish bickering – so many people seemed to think they had a better reason to leave early. Hopefully that attitude won't translate into people being abandoned on the side of the road, heh.

Anyway, I slotted myself into Group 3 (possibly leaving Thursday) because I'm just one person to change a ticket and I figure I can push harder than most of these people as well – I'd have likely been in Group 1 but ah well. I figure I will extend the trip another week depending, though it'll cost me quite a bit.

Until then, let's just stick with a quick recap to entertain yourself:

Photos of the mototaxis and us messing around in Huancayo as well as some of exploring the town are available on my flickr here (see them on the map with geocoding here).

The short video I made with a bunch of random clips of us driving the mototaxi is here.

For any other Junketeers reading, feel free to link any pictures of you or share the video as desired.

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