Two names of lanchas, ferrys, which go all the way to Iquitos.
The port of Pucallpa is something, when you ve never experienced a jungle port b4.
It s sooooooooooo romantic, people dragging bananas on their heads, loads of them...
mudd everywhere, remember we hit the rainy season, odd looking people,drunks, but with a stick I can KO them without a doubt, so they re harmless, I guess....
Peke pekes and geen pepekes, going and coming, and poor trees, masses of them, poor tress, cut into pieces to create paper, furniture, or whatever...What is wrong with us people, exploiting Nature as we do?Stand still, please, buy second hand, it looks much nicer anyhow, or don t buy at all, we don t need all the things we have...
But the port, aaaaaaaaaaaaah so romantic.
I have an even harder time understanding hte people from Iquitos, this ain t spanish no more...it is jungle talk, it goes very slowly very quietly and with a lot of slang.
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