Eventually we found a bar, it was selling four 630ml bottles of Brahma (normal Brahma, not the nice Brahma extra I had in Chile) for $10 Soles, ridiculously cheap, it works out to be about 50 pence a bottle. The beer was also ice cold, so cold in fact that ice was literally dripping off the sides of the bottle. What a treat, I hadn't drank for a week, even though I shouldn't have relapsed, I knew it wouldn't have been too bad, I still had four more days on the boat, plus maybe a day in Iquitos and the alcohol would have been long out of my system by then. It felt good, getting drunk after so long, and it was deserved, after all, I had been waiting on the boat all day and it was indeed delayed by a day. The bar was a pretty eventful, firstly beggars kept coming in, the first was a really polite old man, I gave him $0.50 Soles, equivalent to 10 pence, he wondered off looking relatively content. Then another beggar came in, he was a clown, but not wearing his outfit, he looked like a very sad clown but his faced had signs of happiness, I only had $0.40 Soles left in change, he wasn't too happy but it was all we had plus he was trying to sell us a single boiled sweet for fifty so in a way screw him, trying to rip us off for a sweet then moaning about only getting forty cents, bastard. More and more kept coming in, the bar lady ended up throwing most of them out, plus the relentless efforts of the cigarette sellers and people with sweets and all sorts. The best of all was when a man came in, clearly homeless and very drunk, he didn't do too much, looked at us for a second, stood in the middle of the bar, spat on the floor, wobbled around a bit. The bar lady walked over to him, asked what the hell he wanted, he claimed he needed to use the bathroom, she wasn't having any of it, she physically threw him out onto the street, he knew he was not welcome and wondered off. We ended up staying in this bar a lot longer than we had expected, we were both in awe of the bar lady, she was a cool one at that, my respects to her.