Trip Start Sep 23, 2008
Trip End Aug 08, 2009

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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Flying over what I had only ever thought was a national geographic photo is pretty cool. The transportation a mission not to dissimilar to leaving the G, although a water canoe rather than a ferry was a little more soothing.
Cruising down the river to someone that comes from a country covered in Kauri and semi tropical forest was not a incredible amazement. But we ventured in and around over the next few days saw the odd anaconda, apparently we spotted a sloth and all that sort of stuff. We visited some of the locals where I was offered two of Chiefs granddaughters in marriage after helping him grind and fit a pin for his outboard motor. I declined the offer firstly after finding out they would both be 16 and secondly when I saw the size of his daughter. Yip she loved her carbohydrates. But got to really see how they hang out up there.  
Spent a couple of moments with the Sharmin and picked up some of his hallucinogenic brew but all seem rather contrived as we  just another tour group but he was certainly a man whose shear presence was remarkable. Showing us the missing two fingers commenting (in Spanish) "Leopards are not that strong when you shove your fingers in their mouth and punch their nose" was certainly entertaining.

Swimming in the black water lake at sunset after fishing for the odd piranha is incredible.  The sunsets and ambiance very unique and quite beautiful.
The next day after watching everyone else the night before tripping out after drinking the Sharman's juice I had the occasion to happily swing from a vine and stupidly leave my should hanging as I attempted a Tarzan like move. Yip a dislocation of the gammy shoulder.  After many attempts by Brooke and a couple of other guys to pull it back in we decided it was back to the lodge where Dr Sarah English (Kiwi) was excited over the possibilities of making a concoction of drugs for her patient to consume before again attempting the relocation. A hilarious interview was conducted my Mike "the orderly" Morrah and Brooke "the male nurse" Bone overseen by Dr English, of the patient  as the drugs kicked in and my memory went but such further attempts failed. 

For those of you with a little tougher stomach and you want to see the attempt to put it back in...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgJVEy4l65c (Mum maybe you donīt)
So into the canoe I jumped,
under the brotherly eye of Brooke who kindly axed the rest of his trip, for a 2 hour trip back to an awaiting taxi. We dropped into I clinic where I was forced down to my skids rolled over jabbed in the ass and then told after waiting a while "we canīt do anything more". What? Oh thanks for the jab...arsehole what the hell was that for? That didnīt help though so a rugged 2 hour trip into the local hospital where as I filed out the form we received a phone call from the guide saying it was dodgy go to a clinic and so we did and after the Anethnitist and Traumatologist turned up in shorts, t-shirts and back packs with their kit they knocked my out popped her in a good 8-9 hours after doing it and then I checked myself out.

This all meant having to spend to horrible days in Lago Agrio a town as described in the Lonely Planet as being a safe haven for Columbian guerrillas, anti-rebel paramilitaries and drug smugglers where bars are sketchy and side streets unsafe. AWESOME.

But we got back ok....
After such activity I checked into a Spanish school in Quito and spent the next 4 weeks learning the lingo.
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