The flight to
uneventful, and so was the one to .
The most significant event was that I immediately fell asleep in both flights
and woke up only when the plane bumped against the tarmac on landing. My Honey,
on the other hand, was awake all way long, still excited by the experience of
being on a plane. Iquitos
We got to
and found—thanks all merciful Good Lord—that the temperature was a mere 31
degrees, so we didn’t melt on arrival. A taxi brought us to our hotel, which
just by chance is located one block from the malecón (the river boardwalk).
After we dumped our stuff we went out to walk the malecón and to find a place
to eat. It is a very pretty walk, and it was a thrill to see the Amazon in full
flood. After many pictures we found a great café along the boardwalk, but we
ordered too much: A ceviche for piqueo,
a fish chowder for me and a French potato salad with fruits for Annie as second
plate, and a chicken cordon bleu for Annie and a fried piranha for me. I ended
taking most of the ceviche home with me, and devoured it for my supper (for
those who wonder whether “ceviche” should be written “cebiche” I can only tell
that the Peruvian people are not a lot of help; half of the time you see the
first spelling and the other half you see the alternative spelling. Iquitos
After dinner I made the mistake of taking Annie to see the boats. I needed to know the cost (70 to 100 soles per person for a cabin and meals), on what days they departed (pretty much every day), and how long it would take to reach
days and two nights). Annie was horrified when she saw there were no showers on
board, that the cabins were little more than a hot an unventilated metal box,
and that the sleeping deck could host 300 hammocks! She had expected to shell
an extra ten dollars for a cabin with its own bathroom and shower, but there
none to be had at any price. Leticia,
Seeing the horror in my Honey’s eyes I quickly reassessed the situation and decided to make the trip with the fast boat down to Leticia (departure on Sunday, and 8 hours of travel time in a glider ship.) We went to the agent to buy the tickets, but Annie was so upset she could not make up her mind just then, so we said goodbye to the agent and headed back to the hotel.
On the way we got sidetracked by the office of Amazon Tours, who after much fanfare offered us a 1 day trip to the jungle for 120 Soles. Not bad, but we are independent travelers and wanted to plan our own adventure, so we thanked them and went back to our hotel, to catch up on my blog and ponder the plan for tomorrow.