Checking out Iquitos, and my room.
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I arrived into the Amazon region yesterday with my flight into Iquitos, Peru. And true to it's reputation, the rain forest is hot, humid, and miserable. The miserable part is certainly my own personal opinion, but I'm guessing that most people might agree with me on this one. I slept very well in my air conditioned apartment, and after waking up I did not feel an immediate need to leave that environment.
I wasn't hungry, so I skipped breakfast. I started doing some blog updates, and time started to really fly by. Next thing I knew it was after noon, and I was getting hungry. I left the room to microwave my leftover pork-fried rice from last night, and I was hit by the wall of humidity I recalled from the day before.
I got motivated by about 1:30pm, and headed into the downtown area to book a jungle tour for tomorrow. I took a moto to the agency, and bargained a bit before booking the trip for 9:45am tomorrow. I just booked a day trip, because I am a total wimp and would rather retreat to my bug-free, a/c coccoon to sleep. I did a quick photo session around the downtown area and the malecon, and grabbed a moto to the Belen neighborhood.
Belen is a neighborhood that takes advantage of the Rio Itazi's massive 15m seasonal fluctuations by being built on land that is sometimes wet, and sometimes dry. This is accomplished by building almost everything with the ability to float when the area is flooded.
I made my way to a street which angled downward, and eventually turned into a canal. There were about six canoes there waiting for passengers. I haggled with a boatman and jumped in for my one hour tour of the area. It is certainly a very unique experience. The neighborhood is also very poor. I guess all the people with money prefer dry land. The houses were very humble, and the people were out in force on this beautiful day.
We approached a bar, and I offered to buy a cerveza for the boatman. We stopped and grabbed a few, and were back on our way. I still can't decide if I am just odd, or don't get it or something.
Afer the rest of the tour, I took another moto back to the apartment to retire for the night. I will save my strength for the tour tomorrow. I ate the remainder of the pork-fried rice for dinner. Not bad, three dollars for three meals worth of food. I got to sleep around 11pm.