Cindy (Egypt): We had been told about the delayed flights, but I thought that they would come later in the game, so I was somewhat surprised.

David (Australia): My feeling is that 24/7 ought to be based on some sort of measurable skill, and not how popular one player is. Very tacky, Colin. VERY tacky... I'm going to play it low for now, but if the chance to knock him out of the game comes up, I'll take it. Right now, because of that remark and all that it implies, Colin is the person I least want to win.

11 players remained from D.C., and were on their way to Mexico City. Unbeknownst to them, their previous confessional held their nomination. Or not, as everything pointed to Greyson. So someone had to be picked randomly. This was Cindy. I immediately spewed Spanish at her.

Aaron: Hello.
Cindy (Egypt): Hi--What's up?
Aaron: Recepción a Sabado Gigante, la demostración adonde el mejicano va totalmente insano y tentativa apenas la mierda más loca que usted vio siempre. Su truco, sin embargo, es bastante normal.--Hay tres puertas. La puerta una contiene una piedra de seguridad. La segunda puerta sostiene una litera en el redondo siguiente. Sin embargo, la puerta final, número tres, oculta cinco mil cargas de la balota para este redondo. Más le golpeamos con las empanadas hasta la rotura comercial. ¿Qué puerta usted desea?--This is the mini-game, you were randomly chosen.

If she knew Spanish, she'd immediately know what to do. She didn't. She was to pick uno, dos, or tres, and she picked dos, as which point I translated.

Aaron: Welcome to Sabado Gigante, the show where Mexicans go completely insane and attempt just the craziest shit you ever saw. Your stunt, however, is fairly normal.--There are three doors. Door one contains a safety stone. The second door holds a berth in the next round. However, the final door, number three, hides a five thousand ballot burden for this round. Plus we hit you with pies until the commercial break. What door do you want?--You picked number 2.

So, Cindy was incoulated for the round. (I didn't do the little victory song Don Francisco does after a game, though. Couldn't find the lyrics.)

Cindy (Egypt): To you players at home, trust me when I say it's never fun to be spoken to in Spanish while Mexicans are throwing pies at you. Trust me on that one. (Note: Cindy would have had that happen if she had picked door 3.)

Meanwhile, Colin was telling the story of his country-picking ineptness to me. Mexico was his second choice over Canada. Mexico was just passed. Prior to the game, he had joked about picking Bolivia. Which had just been revealed as the new location. He then thought maybe Kamchatka. Which he thought was its own country. Wrong. It's part of Siberia in Russia. And then there's this...

Colin (Canada): Did anyone take Russia?
Aaron: No.
Colin: Aint the Czech Republic russia?
Aaron: Nope.
Colin: Dont know much bout Asia
Aaron: Europe!
Colin: Whatever

Colin may not have known much about geography, but he was definately dialed into the game at the time. He had correctly guessed that I hid a nomination in the Round 1 confessional, and you'd expect a returning champ to be good at the game. His onslaught towards Greyson turned a lot of heads. Which got David looking, and thinking...

David (Australia): The biggest revelation from the past week was Colin's boasting that he could get 200 people to vote against the other players. On the one hand, a nice move to scare the others into not voting for him. On the other hand, very, very, very stupid. I had no opinion of him one way or the other before this, but right now, the one thing going through my head is, "I'll be DAMNED if Colin is going to turn this game into his own personal beauty pageant." ...I can tell Colin's nervous though. He's used up one of his two stones when he didn't have to. I think he's operating from a position of insecurity. I don't think he's a sophisticated strategic or tactical thinker, so if the other 10 of us (after the first exile) band together, we could easily oust him. But will we? ...Long-term, I have 3 choices.
1. Play the rogue agent. Look out for number one. Since the audience is sick of alliances, this might actually play well, especially if I can convince them that I'm the good guy in this season's story arc. (David, if you only knew the audience saw that.)
2. Work with the other 10 to get Colin exiled. Only problem is, even though I have come up with a scheme to get Colin off, I don't want to be perceived as the leader of anything. Even though I got the fewest votes in week one, I still feel as though a strong player will be a target for the audience and the individual votes. Being a ringleader will only get me more unwanted attention. I have to wait and keep my own counsel and wait for someone else to suggest a plot.
3. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Work with Colin to get at least to second place, and if I can get 10 stones going into the last round and he can't, I win. But I'm pretty miffed at Colin, and even though I enjoy being evil "behind the scenes", as it were, I'm not selling my soul to the devil. Yet.

Anyway, it was Porvenir, Bolivia, a small jungle town of 600 people near the Brazilian border, that was selected as the site for a game of Lost. The task was to determine who the cartoon character I showed players was. Then find the picture at a website. I thought there was only one website that had that picture of Tooter of the Snorks. Wrong. Players showed me several. Stephen was the only one to show me the one I had down. He got in first. Royann finished 2nd, and that's when Colin, who was saying all the way through he wanted on at the start, had seen 2 people finish before he could get started. Cindy came in 3rd place before Colin got done. Chrissy missed out for lack of an acceptable picture, plus she had misnamed the character "Looter". Nork got in later in the night and missed out.
There's one conversation between Cindy and Colin I feel I need to relay, displaying how ELSE Colin's a blithering idiot, no offense:

Cindy (Egypt): I've decided to call this cartoon guy "slayer" because that's what I want to do to him--lol
Colin: I think I'll call him Snork...He looks like a Snork lol
Cindy: That was my first thought too, lol--I looked up Snork and it didn't work
Colin: lmao--He also looks like the Jolly Green Giant...Mini sized tho lol
Cindy: Well, when I find out who this guy is, one things for sure - I'm going to try and get Aaron to kill him as well

Cutting to a bit later in the conversation...

Cindy: Found it
Colin: Really?
Cindy: yep
Colin: What did it start with?
Cindy: I'll give you a hint. Look back at the names we thought about
Colin: Gummy Bears?
Cindy: No, when we were thinking of the character's name
Colin: Jolly Green Giant? lmao
original_cindy69: Starts with an "S"
Colin: Snork?--?!?!?!?--lmao
Cindy: Yep
Colin: Thats hilarious
Cindy: Tell me about it--We had it subconciously!
Colin: Whats teh shows name?
Cindy: The Snorks
Colin: Doh!

As for the vote, and the confessionals, I had loads of type to sift through. What I mainly was looking for was answers to the question "Who's got the least amount of morals?", the nomination question. And as for the vote, the audience vote was much more split this round.

Chrissy (Ireland): I know only a few here. Royann, (Nork) and now Cindy, which I know are all good players.

Chrissy might have thought highly of Nork, but the fact was I had barely seen him or heard from him, plus he was the only one to not turn in a confessional. He was in second-to-last place going into the exile ceremony in Manaus, Brazil. Only James kept him from the exile position. Of course David was doing his best to take that spot, voting against himself. Players usually aren't allowed to vote, even after they'v ebeen exiled, but after careful thought, I figured if he wanted to hurt his own standing in the game, he can go right ahead, so i allowed the vote. Asked why he did it:

David (Australia): Can we just say it's a hilarious, touching saga of revenge, betrayal, hope, and redemption, and let it go at that? :-)

He may have defeated Greyson just last round, but James came in last this round. There was no Delayed Flight this time, so he had to go. Thrown into the Amazon. He might be a skeleton, we don't know. We kinda left after throwing him in, so we don't know if the pirhanas did their work. He might be some circus freak thing now walking the jungle, shocked by an electric eel and now he goes beating up people named Chun Li and Ryu and Guile, painted green and yellow and calling himself Blanka. Or maybe I'm babbling.

10 contestants, 9 rounds.