Hospedaje El Virrey Pucallpa

... still unidentified and the &#8220;fast boat with double engine power that arrives one day sooner&#8221; is getting delayed and will be there two days later. The flight we didn&#8217;t take is looking a bit nicer in retrospect, but we are where we are.<br> <br>The above stuff is enough to irritate you a couple times a day, but the boat really isn&#8217;t that bad. We are fed decent portions of food, and we are probably all ...

... filled like this... sleeping in the hammock (or attempting to), just hanging out in the hammock, seeking out both shady and quiet areas on the boat (incredibly difficult), making friends with those on our level, practicing our terrible spanish seeing as not a single other person spoke english, doing poi and yoga on the roof with the amazonian sunset in the background, trying to cool down in the plus thirty degree and humid temperatures, lining up for meals of ...

... as a mirror of both your soul and the shell that you carry around it. It is a key that unlocks the doors that all of us carry deep inside of the psyche. It is not a medicine that everyone can take and benefit from, but I think it is one that every needs to experience. It is known to free one of pains and burdens that have been carried for many life times resulting in both physical and psychological trauma and sickness. One way that this is accomplished is through the purging of ...

... in the form of large tapestries. When we were leaving some of the local village girls sang us the cantar de Shipibo. It was really beautiful and brought a smile to my face. On the boat ride back I was lucky enough to spot some grey river dolphins! One just came up for air and the other gave a little flipper splash which reminded me of the bellanas of Puerto Lopez. Today we set out to see some of the local ...

... AC for and extra $5 which is well worth it in a place where it is always 100% humidity and at least 90º all the time. We took a nap and then grabbed a bit at a nice pollo place. Manaña we will head to the Shipibo village of San Francisco, which is 1 hour out of town by boat, to see some of the native artisans. Hasta Luego...

The green damp of the jungle was calling after so long in the dusty browns of the coast so we flew to Pucallpa to take a cargo boat to Iquitos. Not quite prepared for the heavy heat that hit as we stepped off the cool comfort of the plane but definitely perking up with the zoom to the hostel in a motocarro, maybe it was the hoon-like driving that woke us up? Dodging cars and mosquitos... We found Henry with the help of a friendly Colombiano (Jim Brown). Let ...

We landed in Pucallpa around noon I believe. My grandparents have been missionaries in Peru for 44 years now. They have moved out of the rural jungle and moved to Pucallpa and Iquitos; they go back and forth between the two. We stayed in the hotel they live in while ...

¿Well where to begin? Things unfolded so rapidly on this trip that none of us have really had time to reflect on the events of the past two weeks. So this entry - subject to the vagaries of memory - will have to do. We landed on the evening of the 3rd in Pucallpa to be greeted by a heavy rain, an ominous sign considering the next day we were scheduled to make the flight over the village. The weather gods debated among themselves for some time the next ...

Our team has returned to Pucallpa after an all too quick trip to the village of Santa Rosa de Dinamarca. We were greeted at the port by men and women in traditional dress and the beating of drums. Each of us was escorted arm in arm by two of the villagers as we danced our way through the palm trees, to the main street, past the plaza and towards what would be our home for the next few days. When we arrived the dancing continued with traditional drumming and flute playing. A truly ...

Here we are, at the end of the road. The real one at least, not the figurative. From here our travel will be by boat. But first, an update on the last few days. The team of 5 had great success at all of our meetings in Lima. We learned all that we could from all the organizations and boarded our plane to meet the team of 8 in Pucallpa. But the Team of 8 had been up to their own adventures in Pucallpa. It seems that in the year we had been gone Dinamarca has undergone many ...