Refugio Altiplano Iquitos

... name of the village, not the continent). Raul took me on a quick tour of the very local jungle and then we went back for food. After lunch we went on an amazing trek through the jungle, across rivers and down lakes, he even took me to meet his family - these Peruvians are sooooo friendly. We found snakes, spiders,butterflies, monkeys, sloths, beetles, beautifull birds, grubs, termites, ants, wasps, bees and just about everything else you would find in the ...

... out on tree branches as best we could to look in the distance. Falcon made a few caiman calls which sound like a man choking on a baseball. He pointed out to two small black nubs in the water about 15 meters away and said it was a 5 meter long caiman. He threw a couple of sticks at it to stimulate it to move, but it sat perfectly still. Almost too perfectly still. Andy and Eric moved out into the 1 foot deep area to have a couple of stick throws as well ...

... at the giant brown toad standing beside the machete. What toad? We stared at the ground - nothing. Falcon pointed his finger to about a foot to the left of the knife. We stared right at the ground and couldn’t see anything! A huge toad sat there completely still, apparently aware that it was difficult to spot if it played possum. We finally spotted it, took a picture, and Falcon reached to remove the machete that was obstructing the toads access to its home.. As ...

... having we’d have been starving anorexic fisherman Filipino island people. “Ooooof!” My thoughts were interrupted by a solid wham to the chest. I made a useless reach to grab at whatever hit me, but it flopped to the bottom of the boat, and started flopping around some more. A wolf fish literally just jumped into the boat! It flipped flopped its way over to Eric, who swiftly speared his fish number 3. If our grandpa’s could have seen that-so many ...

<br> We spent the night at Mad Mick&#8217;s and headed out for the jungle bright and early at 6:45 a.m. We took a car to Nauta, and from there it was all by boat. The Amazon River starts where the rivers Ucayali and Maranon meet. It is so wide that in parts it actually looks like you are in the middle of a lake. We headed up the Ucayali, transferred into an even smaller motorized canoe, and headed out to the lodge. The lodge, like most of the houses we could ...

... My friend Angela reminded me this afternoon that I should remember how lucky I am to have the freedom (financial, health, whatever) to do this and its really very true. <br><br>In the market, George was showing me the indigeous jungle products that are available and, in the section of the market where they deal with herbal remedies, George pointed out different concoctions containing guarana, which he termed 'jungle viagra', which I presumed was a local herbal version of ...

... C, and the humidity is rarely less than 80%) and watching TV for a few days, we felt well enough to explore. We wandered into the Belen market, and got scared away by a Brit who showed us a wound on his wrist that needed 10 stitches to close up after he´d been mugged a few days ago. We took a boat up to the butterfly farm, and were entertained by the excellent guide, the jaguar, the tapir who rolled over to get his belly scratched, an ...

... as this seem to me to be a very good idea. Of course the question is...is there a market? Few people come to these villages and even in Iquitos there are not hordes of tourists waiting to buy. And there are already so many vendors there! As I left there, a man asked me why I had bought this particular bag so that they would know what appealed to tourists. He pointed out that it wasn't the best made ...

... see a red face lizard jump in the water and monkey again. Finally we found a plot of land the Falcon was happy with as we wanted somewhere we could explore during the day and night, unfortunatly the mosquitos where shocking, they came in milions and buzzed around you all over making it difficult to do anything as you are often using your hands the shoo them away. We first put our hammocks up, then the mosqito net over them and finally a plastic cover over that for the rain using ...

... language and teach it to the younger generations. We told our hosts never to be embarrassed, but to be proud of their culture and language. It was a moving experience.<br>I was also greatly moved by the tiny, gnat-like sand fleas in San Antonio, which weren&#8217;t at all impressed with my repellent. They had me running back to the boat! Thank goodness for modern medicine in the form of a tube of cortisone.<br><br> If you are interested in going ...