Iquitos might be a heavenly place, were it not that it has been spoiled by the continuous noise and i mean noise of the motocarros, taking passengers from A to B to C till Z
Peru is not like Europe or America, very few people own cars here.And the means of transportation varies from legs to taxis, collectivos, combis, which are stowed vans untill they crack, and motocarros...In the jungle motocarros prevail, and it is quite romantic to sit in the back of an open air taxi, which has been made, collected from a moto (the front) and two backwheels, and a double seat.It is romantic to sit and be dragged around, your hair in the wind, and enjoying the cooling breeze. But romance takes a turn when you are filty with dust, exhaust and deafened by the continuous sound.
25 000 in city of half a million, doesn t seem that much, but when you re sitting in a cafe, trying to enjoy a conversation, your thoughts might shift..
Peruvians love noise, TV, radio, anything works even in the jungle ...
I wonder how they cope... But Iquitos seemed quiter than Pucallpa.
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hey schattie, dankje voor deze post. was al lang geleden hé.
was al effe aan het denken dat je al terug zou zijn... maar gelukkig 'voor u' nog niet..
is dat omdat de blog niet altijd werkt? dat is wel jammer ja.
heel dikke kussen vanuit belgie hier. denk erg veel aan je! luv u!
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