A holiday of our lifetime, she said.
Those words ring in my mind and at night the howler monkeys join in.
This trek, to meet the Sapanahua tribe deep in the Amazon forest, has become a nightmare.
Janet left a note; “I need time to myself to follow a different path in my career. Sorry, but it’s goodbye George.” She took the canoe and supplies.
What a headache I had after the ayahuasca tea she made and I slept like a log. It’s been twelve days and the Sapanahua are tracking me. Are they friendly or like me, very hungry?