The day started off well with seeing the Bilbao stones (including the half-buried head) and the free museum containing more impressive stones, collected from the surrounding hilltops. It's only worth the quick stop, if you are passing this way. It makes you wonder what they've not found underneath all those sugarcane fields... 

We thought we were making head way and potentially could be surfing it up along El Salvador's coast by mid-afternoon...then Dougal decided to do his best trick yet: the gearbox went. Gwyn tried to fix it, but it was too big a job. We walked the 5km road in the midday heat (only 1km according to the 3 people we asked) and came to a village, where a 'mechanic' drove back with us and towed Dougal back to his gaff. We had no idea where we were and as the hours passed we collected the sights of more and more onlookers. In the end it took 5 men to get the gearbox out including Gwyn, over a 4 hour period. I played a made-up game with the 20 children that were obsessed with us. You'd think they'd get bored?! They were extremely inquisitive children. Exhausted, we went to bed early with some strange snacks as our dinner. It filled at gap.

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