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Tuesday, August 9th, 2005

5 August 2005 (Friday) – Manaus to Lake Mamori, Brazil

As it turned out, the tour had many things that were NOT what were marketed to me.

Firstly, I wanted to see the meeting of the water and I was told that the tour included this.

Manaus is situated near the confluence of Rio Negro (Black River) and Rio Solimões (Amazonas). If you look carefully, the water right in front of Manaus is black. This is the Rio Negro and the source is from Venezuela. This river is very old, the base of the river is rocks. The mineral composition is also different, very acidic and hence, there is little wildlife along this river.

Meanwhile, Rio Solimões is brown. The source is from the Andes mountains and the river is comparatively young, still full of mud below.

When the two rivers meet, forming Rio Amazonas, they actually do not mix for, some guidebooks say, up to 18km. So you can see an entire stretch of river with two colours – black and brown. It would be quite an interesting sight.

Well, I could not see the meeting of the water because the tour company put me on a public ferry that transported me from Manaus to Careiro. The boat obviously did not stop for me to observe the meeting. Jorge, the guy who sold me the tour yesterday, and who was now accompanying me on the trip, assured me we would see it on our return. But as I stared at the water, I did see the colour change from black to brown.

Jorge would also provide the translation for me, it seemed. He is a Venezuelan and a political refugee, no less!! Gosh. Well, this is his fake name, just in case someone from the Chavez government is reading this. Anyway, on learning that I would be heading to Venezuela next, he said he would provide me with some contacts. And he did later, his sister, cronies, ex-business partner… which was very very nice of him.

After a 40-min bus-ride and 1.5 hour boat-ride, we finally steered into Lake Mamori and arrived at the lodge. Along the way, we saw some birds and finally, where the river enters the lake, we spotted some river dolphins. I saw an entire flank of the PINK body of a dolphin move in a curve into the river. Wow, what a sight! I cannot believe how pink the body of the dolphin was! I was speechless!

On the way to the jungle lodge

Glimpses of pink dolphins

There were a few other guests, from Spain, already at the lodge. One of them started to ask about the plate of jacare (cayman) meat. Huh? Jacare meat??? I thought it was a joke, surely.

After a short rest, we headed out to observe more dolphins and do some piranha fishing. But before we left, Fernandes, our local guide, showed me a jacare which had a harpoon pierced right through. It was still alive, but barely. Fernandes then tried to yank out the harpoon, taking out some guts along, before releasing the jacare back into the river. I was so naive that at that time, I thought the jacare had gotten itself trapped with the harpoon by accident and Fernandes had FOUND it.

The 'jacare' harpooned the night before... the guide was releasing it now

Fishing for piranhas

Anyway, at the end of our piranha catch – Fernandes caught 4; I caught 2; Celso and Marian, the Spanish couple, caught 1 each; Jose, the boat guy 1 and Jorge zero. These piranhas were not as easy to catch as during my previous experience in the Pantanal, and they were much smaller here as well.

All the piranhas caught for lunch today

Sunset observed from our jungle lodge

The jungle lodge basking in the sunset

After sunset, we headed out to look for jacares. What was marketed to me was that the local guide would catch the jacare, show us, let us touch, take photos, and then release it back to the river, unharmed. However, when I saw Fernandes holding up a harpoon in his hand, it suddenly dawned on me that the jacare I saw earlier did not have a harpoon in its body by accident! Fernandes put it there!!

I asked Jorge if Fernandes was going to kill the jacares we find. Jorge replied that he did not know. We searched for a long time in the dark, and found nothing. Actually, if Fernandes wanted to kill the jacare, then I preferred that we find nothing tonight. I lost interest in what was going on with Fernandes and the Spanish couple and lay on the seat of the boat and stared right at the sky.

Tonight was a true NO MOON night. The sky was filled only with stars and the stars were lighting up the area here by the lake. Imagine that! And the sky was so clear that we could see the Milky Way. Gosh… how wonderful to see the Milky Way!!! It is so so so so rare to see it. I think you can only see it in the middle of the desert, in the middle of the ocean and in the middle of the jungle where there is absolutely no artificial light around. And this is it!!! Such an amazing sight!

I was awakened from my daydream by a confirmation that Fernandes was about to catch a jacare. Jorge shouted to him not to kill it. So, we looked at it, examined it a little and released it, unharmed. At least, this jacare was safe, for now.

The poor little 'jacare' caught after a long hunt for us to observe... the guide let this one go, thankfully

The Hunt for A Jungle Tour

Tuesday, August 9th, 2005

4 August 2005 (Thursday) – Manaus, Brazil

I collected my passport from the Venezuelan Consulate first thing in the morning. Yesterday, the guy had said he would give me a 30-day visa. To my surprise today, he gave me a 60-day visa. Great.

I celebrated it by eating good Chinese food at Restaurante Mandarim. Heh…

Using my newly-bought US$30 camera at the plaza in front of Manaus's famous theatre

Now, do people wear tacky clothes and SO the stores stock them? Or do people wear tacky clothes BECAUSE the stores stock them? I have seen so many trashy stores in many parts of Brazil now, especially in Porte Alegre, some areas of Rio de Janeiro, Belem and Manaus and they do not turn my stomach anymore. And here, store after store, you would see a guy whose mouth is permanently attached to the microphone, continuously talking with the background of tacky music. He seemed to be the DJ of the store as he shouts and jives up the atmosphere with his… ahem… wit and humour. And gosh, the number of tacky plastic hair-clips being sold out here?? Unbelievable!!!

So, seriously… do people who live in a world surrounded by tacky things know that the things they are surrounded by are tacky, I wonder?

I then suddenly had the idea to inquire for the prices of a short 2-day-1-night jungle tour and see if I wanted to go for one. I wandered up and down the centre and popped into travel agencies as I came upon them. The prices offered were a huge difference, from R200 to USD245!! I settled for something in the middle with a company that had a jungle lodge with private room and bath and I managed to bargain down to the same price as another company but with that company, they sleep in hammocks.

Gosh, what have I done? I certainly did not plan on doing this trip! But I really hope it is worth it. I know it will be difficult to see wildlife on such a short trip, but at least, I want to learn something about the jungle.

That night, Beatriz took me to the Amazonas Shopping to meet her mother as we would all be going out for dinner later. Her mother, in turn, was meeting her friend to discuss something for her upcoming birthday party this Saturday. Her friend was really strange. She sat there, not smiling, not acknowledging anyone around her. She reminded me of a frog, with her mouth sat in a downward curve, her glassy eyes looking at everywhere else except at those people with her. When we left and headed for the exit, she was walking nearby. At first, I thought it was a coincidence that this woman was walking alongside us. But it turned out, she was leaving WITH us, she was driving us to the restaurant… and yet, she did not look at us, she did not pay attention to the conversation, she did not bother with us at all! Even at the restaurant, she did not talk to anyone at all. And she is supposed to be the best friend of Dona Bia, Beatriz’s mother? Really odd character! I call her Auntie Frog.

And as for the food… it was fantastic – rodizo do pizza. It is the churrascaria of pizza, where roving waiters with pans of pizza kept coming round to our tables to download the slices of pizzas onto our plates. Superb pizzas indeed!

The Importance of Having Air-Conditioner

Thursday, August 4th, 2005
3 August 2005 (Wednesday) - Manaus, Brazil The tourist office had written down the address of the Venezuelan Consulate and suggested a few buses. I hopped onto one, and showed the piece of paper to the fare-collector, requesting her to ... [Continue reading this entry]

Strike One, Two, Three

Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005
2 August 2005 (Tuesday) - Manaus, Brazil Still drunk with sleep, I heard the horn of the boat and someone asking, "Chegou? (Arrived?)", to which the reply was "Sim (Yes)". I rubbed my eyes and stretched. I peered at Mauriete from ... [Continue reading this entry]

River Dolphins

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
1 August 2005 (Monday) - To Manaus, Brazil Unbelievable. I had been here on the riverboat for 5 nights now! OK, I had some battles with my cold and the food, but overall, my spirits were up and I remained cheery ... [Continue reading this entry]

This Thing Called Beef

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
31 July 2005 (Sunday) - To Manaus, Brazil Sniff sniff?? Cold's gone. Right. Food food food... I felt bad having to devote some time talking about the food here, but I guess it was on my mind for quite ... [Continue reading this entry]

Halfway Point

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
30 July 2005 (Saturday) - To Manaus, Brazil We only reached Santarem, our halfway point today. Hmmm... now I realised that we would arrive in Manaus next Tuesday, not Monday. So, I would spend 6 nights here, not 5 nights. Alright, ... [Continue reading this entry]

Too Many Onions

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
29 July 2005 (Friday) - To Manaus, Brazil I was beginning to recognise certain characters sharing my hammock class by now - a couple of old geezers, some women recognisable by their children, guys who wear the same pair of pants ... [Continue reading this entry]

Spirit of Maqroll

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
28 July 2005 (Thursday) - To Manaus, Brazil Today is the second month anniversary of my travel! And I am 'celebrating' it, I supposed, by gazing at the Amazon River. As it was the first day, many people still seemed ... [Continue reading this entry]

Honour Thy Hammock

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
27 July 2005 (Wednesday) - Belem to Manaus, Brazil Although Amazon Star was leaving at 6pm this evening, the senhora from the hostel had told me yesterday to get to the docks by 7am to put up my hammock first in ... [Continue reading this entry]