Journal entry number two and I'm still in Iwokrama. Bernie and I have settled into the pace of life here which basically goes as follows: wake up at 7, cold shower, breakfast of bread and fruit, morning work, lunch, then afternoon nap or more work, then supper at 6, then either a film or really early to bed. Thing is, amazing as our environment is, it's possibly the quietest place in the world, and the Guyanese are so laid back that not much gets done in ...

I'm writing from the Iwokrama outpost on the Esquibo river in central Guyana. I arrived late on the 3rd with Bernadette, the other girl doing the scheme, and after spending ten minutes filling out immigration forms for Chinese officials who couldn't understand english (I was so tempted to write occupation-spy and send them through) we got taken into the capital Georgetown and to our guesthouse. We spent yesterday in Georgetown, the capital, taking a tour ...