The jungle After a five leg public transport adventure, Including that of the tapper, I had left the mountains and had found the scorching tropical whether. I was in Pucallpa, and I knew that from here, I could take a local slow boat to Iquitos, the Peruvian Amazonian town. On arrival, the boat seemed chaotic. People everywhere trying to sell all all sorts of things. Hammocks, which would serve as beds to the crowds of locals for the next 5 nights were literall...

Squashed in the back seat, I peered forward jealously and angrily as I saw her legs bent back in a way that would have been perfect for the tiny space mine were squashed into. She had concocted up her own little drum kit by banging a ring against the plastic arm rest, to accompany the drivers loud, bad music. I came close to telling her to stop, however I decided to try and be more accepting of her out of beat, irritating clicking sound that she was producing fr...