On Day 17, we took a trip to the small town of Puerto Nariño on the Amazon River. About one hour by powered canoe, it’s popular for a lack of streets, well-manicured walkways, a small museum and common services that can’t be found in the villages. However, we enjoyed the way our Lonely Planet guide spun the quaint, jungle town into an ecotourism destination. Let me translate from “American hippie” into “Amazonian Reality” in the parentheses… Read more
I am not much of a wild animal person and I am not much of a water person. On Day 3 of our stay in the Amazon, I reminded myself that not every single moment of a trip needs to be my favorite, nor does it need to be easy. Such are the days, as it turns out, that are some of the most memorable. Read more
Bwop. Ooo-eee-ooh. Errr-whhrrrr-yoooo.
The sounds of melodic birds woke us up around seven. The jungle cacophony is real – and loud. The timing was right for Elise to do some yoga in the cabin loft overlooking the morning river: Downward Facing Dog, Warrior Pose and Man Rowing Down Amazon.
Today we woke up in a room cooled to a comfortable 68 degrees. It would have been even more notable at the time if we’d had prior experience to the perma-sweat about to come.
After a now typical morning breakfast of two fried eggs, a home-baked roll, a solid coffee and smile upon payment, we headed back to the hotel.
JOHN: I packed the backpacks, keeping the most necessary items accessible – in priority:
We’ve landed in the Amazon and are staying in Leticia for the night. It’s essentially an outpost for the rest of the Colombian Amazon, and we’re cozied up in a cheap hotel room with an AC unit, slow Wi-Fi and dubbed Lion King on TV. It’s awesome. It’s also our last evening this week with such comforts.
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