When the sun starts to make its descent in the Amazon, hundreds of dragonflies begin to dance. With a swirled, periwinkle and tangerine sky as their backdrop, they sway back and forth giving their last adieus to the setting sun.
Last night was special. The day had been hot so there were no mosquitoes out; we were playing with Antony on the river banks while the island boys kicked around a soccer ball. Davidson spotted a dolphin several feet out and yelled for me, he knew I’d been dying to see one. We stood on the dock and watched as two river dolphins swam peacefully up the river, their pink skin disappearing in the reflection of the pastel sky on the water.
I was not leaving Peru without seeing a pink river dolphin. Davidson said it was muy suerte (lucky) that we were able to see it tonight. They are very endangered and apparently are not seen often of the banks of Monkey Island.
The sunsets are better here..
Hey Lindsey, just loving your blog. Brings back so many memories for me. I saw Los Rosados near Puerto Narino (sp), and also the blue dolphins. It is something to see, thousands of miles from the ocean. Also I remember the local markets, and giving the village kids bags of candy, they were so great, these little kids. I also remember a zoo in Leticia which housed the animals people tried to steal from the jungle. What is that about?
I hope you are all having as much fun as it looks like. I almost wish I was there, but I do remember the mosquitoes in La Selva. Not good. Hope to see you and hear some stories when you return.
Be well,
Uncle Alan…