Mosquito Food
Trip Start
Feb 20, 2008
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Trip End
Aug 20, 2008
Feeling caught between trepidition and excitement, I prepared to leave for the Amazon Rainforest.
After a quick briefing and a needlessly long wait (Bolivian time is elastic), we trooped off into the Madidi Travel boat which bore only the 2 of us. The 2hour boat ride down the River Beni was fairly uneventful, that is, until we arrived pulled up at the river banks, and my fabulous Robbie decided to leap off before the workers put the planks in place.
The next thing I saw was that my man had sunk thigh-deep into the soft river mud, which was almost like quicksand. It was quite the sight: him unable to push himself out because he was clutching his precious camera above his head, and of course, if he had pushed his hands into the mud, he would have sank in even more.
The workers and boatmen yelled and tried to pull him out, but he's a massive white boy and they are little Bolivianos! In all of this madness, I am disappointed to report that I was too paralysed by laughter to remember to take any pictures. Those would've been priceless.
We trekked 2kms in the suffocating heat and dampness of the rainforest to our lodge, which, as RosaMaria had said, only had screens and no walls. We would bunk in with a French-Hungarian couple. I didn't parlez any francais cos my newly-acquired Spanish has destroyed most of it.
The afternoon was spent piranha-fishing, followed by an early night, with the (scary) sounds of the jungle.
Enjoy the pictures!
For more beautiful pix, visit Rob's blog!
After a quick briefing and a needlessly long wait (Bolivian time is elastic), we trooped off into the Madidi Travel boat which bore only the 2 of us. The 2hour boat ride down the River Beni was fairly uneventful, that is, until we arrived pulled up at the river banks, and my fabulous Robbie decided to leap off before the workers put the planks in place.
The next thing I saw was that my man had sunk thigh-deep into the soft river mud, which was almost like quicksand. It was quite the sight: him unable to push himself out because he was clutching his precious camera above his head, and of course, if he had pushed his hands into the mud, he would have sank in even more.
The workers and boatmen yelled and tried to pull him out, but he's a massive white boy and they are little Bolivianos! In all of this madness, I am disappointed to report that I was too paralysed by laughter to remember to take any pictures. Those would've been priceless.
We trekked 2kms in the suffocating heat and dampness of the rainforest to our lodge, which, as RosaMaria had said, only had screens and no walls. We would bunk in with a French-Hungarian couple. I didn't parlez any francais cos my newly-acquired Spanish has destroyed most of it.
The afternoon was spent piranha-fishing, followed by an early night, with the (scary) sounds of the jungle.
Enjoy the pictures!
For more beautiful pix, visit Rob's blog!




Comments
piranhas
ooh! did u bbq these little guys or ate them sashimi style?