The Amazonian Love Boat
Friday, February 10th, 2006It was supposed to take 12 hours to get to Belém. I knew we would never make it in that amount of time when I woke up in the middle of the night to the bus rolling in and out of holes, the driver getting his money’s worth out of the transmission. I looked out the window – it was pouring rain and the road was chock-full of mini pools. Oh man, I thought. Here we are, in the jungle. It’s raining and it’s never going to stop. The roads suck and they’re only gonna get worse. And we’re gonna be here for a long, long time… [read on]