Trip Start May 2006
28Trip End Aug 17, 2006
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An hour boat ride took us to Cerro Burdo, a tiny outpost on the river that we immediately
left in taxi. If I havenīt said it yet, the river feels more like a really long lake or inland sea. Many islands dot it and navigation if far from obvious. The 20 minute taxi ride winded up into the hills. The cattle pastures blurred by as the driver took full adavantage of the excellent road. We arrived at pleasant plaza and took a room at a hotel across from the mayor's office. It was the cleanest and nicest room yet
I then took a walk and enjoyed the picturesque town. Dirt roads rippled across the hills, children played on dirt heaps, hurling themselves off. The townīs only pool hosted a birthday party. Bright clothes hung out to dry along the flanks of weathered wooden shacks. Only blocks from the main plaza, horses, cows, chicken, and dogs frolicked in a field. The setting sun shown brilliantly, turning the sky and the mountains into golden dust.
I should mention a few things. The state police presence in this town was stronger than anywhere else. I believe this is because of guerillas in the mountains. Although this town was more beautiful than the others, it was no less poor, and resembled the other towns in terms of food, businesses, etc. The lack of variety is more apparent than in the U.S. though that is mostly due to the degree of consumerism. Here they donīt make much effort in disguising the same products in different packages or stores. You will find this phenomenon in all of Latin America. It takes a different country or radical environmental change to really notice a difference. Despite the monotony and povery, people here do not seem to be suffering, just basically living out their life, neither thrilled nor depressed.