We made it to our home base yesterday afternoon (6/7/15). It began to pour down rain as soon as we got off the boat, and by the time we got all our stuff packed most of us were soaked. It was a beautiful kind of rain though, the kind that energized me and made me realize this was all real. Iquitos was an amazing city, and everything here has been so, so different from the place I used to call home. When we were riding on the rickety old bus, passing by broken down metal shacks and straw huts, a strange calm washed over me. I can’t shake the feeing that I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. I guess that’s a good thing, because I will get to call this wild place home for 50 more days. I can’t wait to see what’s in store for me and for us in the Amazon.
