i'm cuter than curious george
the amazon's smallest monkey
it's not easy being green
laurel almost walked into me
we finally get to a clearing
our jungle crew
famous amazon pink dolphins...trust us
our trusted yacht
piranha in picture is larger than it appears
...but mine is bigger
me tarzan, you jane
2 feet wide lilly pad
canoeing thru a lilly pad lagoon
emerging from the jungle
el capitan
not my hand
amazon sky
emil says:
the amazon is adult swim only. i am so proud of my wife for putting on her big boy pants and getting through this portion of our journey (albeit barely). for a woman who thinks roughing it is anything other than a ritz carlton, this was an episode of fear factor. and a more impressive feat is laurel’s grandparents bob and betty visiting this place some years ago. galapagos animals are abundant and lack predators and thus lack fear, african animals are chasing or being chased, amazon animals lurk, creep, crawl, and slither, and are elusive. the jungle is filled with juxtapositions: one is never dry nor is one wet, only 10% of the suns rays hit the jungle floor but it couldn’t be hotter, with 105% humidity, no breeze can penetrate the canopy, one hears more than one sees and oddly one sees more animals at night. your mind interferes here. fear percolates. what just made that sound? are my footsteps as loud as i think they are? how can it be so loud in here yet i can’t see anything? if i keep looking at my feet i won't see the monkeys but if I look up i won't make it 5 feet without stepping upon something i shouldn’t be stepping on. we can’t survive 6 hours out here alone, yet there are a plethora of water sources and edible fruit, if you know how/where to look. the smallest parrots and tree frogs make the loudest of the shrieks and calls; the largest of the anacondas and jaguars make nary a sound. creepy crawly things are also a lot bigger here: tarantulas the size of one’s face with offspring to boot. i swear i saw a mosquito with a tattoo that read “i eat insect repellant for breakfast”. no swimming with any cuts or open wounds, the piranhas have teeth that movies only marginally exaggerate, and if the bait of choice while fishing is raw red meat you know you aint swimming. this was a truly thrilling exhilarating and most beautiful hell.
laurel says:
Ok, I'm totally the weirdo that actively follows your blog, stalking you and commenting first on your posts. But seriously, SERIOUSLY - what is happening. Tarantulas. Monkeys. Lily pad lakes. Why is this trip so awesome?!
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