Today started at four again, although to be fair, I didn’t roll out of bed until forty-five minutes or so later. Our flight (one hour via a StarPerú puddle-jumper) stopped in Cuzco before taking us all the way to Puerto Maldonado (which is proving very difficult to pronounce, for whatever reason).
|Notice the guy with the cooler|
We’ve been warned about naked natives who live deep in the jungle and will shoot you with arrows for fear of disease if you get too close. That’s one thing Pepto Bismol won’t protect against, I guess.
We have one flashlight among the five of us for this jungle night walk, and discovered that we may not have the Deet. But it might be in my suitcase. Let’s hope!
Well, the good news is we found the Deet. The bad news is now I smell like bug spray. Grosstastic. We haven’t been shot by natives, which I supposed also qualifies as good news. We keep passing empty canoes on the banks, though, each of which presumably held passengers at one point. Every time we pass one I inform everyone that they were shot by natives. It’s not completely accurate, I know, but the notion that they may also have been eaten by piranhas is probably too much for our group...
We’re at the hotel now. We didn’t get shot by natives. There’s no air conditioning, but there is toilet paper. Earlier today, at a stop on the river where we got out passports stamped, I had to use some of my Charmin-On-the-Go.
|The entrance to the lodge and some boats|
The night walk was fun for the first half. We saw a tarantula, which freaked everyone out. And tons of vines in all crazy shapes and huge trees. It was just like in the movies, just a lot darker. I got bitten by two mysterious Amazonian insects, the second of which was a normal-looking ant. He may also have been the first. I hope so.
|It's gonna eat me!|