In the morning I awoke to breakfast of apparent muesli but it there was no muesli to be seen at all, juts a funny coloured liquid with a thick gloopy consistency. We stopped off in a town, it was the biggest place we had stopped so far but we only stopped for a bit, a few more people got on, the crew loaded and unloaded some stuff and we left. I went back to sleep, this came to be my routine, wake up at 6.00am have breakfast no matter how bad it was, then back to sleep to wake up again for lunch. When I woke up, I woke to the noise of the engine just revving as much as it could, I had no idea what was going on as I hadn't looked yet, when I did it wasn't good news. We had become grounded on a sandbank and were stuck, the driver couldn't free the boat no matter how hard he tried, nothing seemed to be working. We must have been there for hours now, it had already been two hours whilst I was asleep and now another couple had gone by. A logging ship came by, hopefully to try and ram us free. No such luck, they tried in vein for ages to try and free us by towing our boat back and forth using rusty old cables, and guess what, the cables kept on snapping. Eventually they used their brain and decided to ram us, about bloody time really as it made much more sense, all they had to do was slowly crash into us. They started with crashing directly into the back but that turned out to be a bad idea as the back of the boat was where the compressed gas cylinders were stored, the boat just crashed into them. Time for a change of plan, they came at us from an angle aiming for the corner, eventually freeing us but in the process they managed to completely disfigure the back of the boat. Once free we were back on our way and hopefully this time avoiding any possible sand banks.