So, amazingly, I have internet today (though it won´t happen often) and thought I would tell you that I am in love. With Parque Ambue Ari.
So far I have:
-cuddled with monkeys and baby pigs
-eaten dinner in a rustic candlelit shack
- maintained a perfect record of domination in rock-paper-scissors for dish duty
-slept on a mattress made of straw
-built quarantine cages and dug a hole
-drunk tap water for the first time in eight weeks
-chopped fruit and veggie peels for tapirs and pios
-been eaten alive by mosquitoes
-met a guy I met in the airport when I arrived in Lima
-performed glow poi at a volunteer costume party
-taken three cold showers
-gazed at the brightest stars through the forest canopy
-had a chunk of my hair ripped out by a macaw named Lorenzo
-taught poi to a group of Bolivian kids
-slogged through thigh-deep water on a jungle trail while snacking on cocoa pod fruit fresh off the tree
-seen pumas, ocelots and jaguars close enough to touch
-been so overwhelemed by my surroundings and emotions so that I could barely think
I have been here barely 48 hours.
Con amor,
Jungle Jules
