This morning, our guide Antonios led us on a trek through the rainforest, pointing out various plants and bugs and making me nervous. Our native guide made me a crown out of palm leaves. Then the native guide led us to a tree with a nest of
bullet ants. I'll leave out the rest of the story, but let's just say one member of our group had a swollen, throbbing finger for the rest of the day... The whole thing was entirely terrifying to me.
In the afternoon we visited a native village and were treated with a dance from their Indian tradition. Antonios helped me get in the spirit by painting my face with paprika. Who knew spit and paprika would be so hard to wash off...
In the evening, we went gator hunting. Or cayman spotting. Have you ever heard alligators referred to as cayman? The guides insist cayman is the English word for what they were describing. I'm not convinced... Either way, by the end of the night I had held a baby cayman, upping the count of wild animals I came in close, personal contact with in Brazil.
Do you see this little slice of heaven? At the back of EcoPark, they found a huge, bowl-shaped slab of red granite which connects to a stream coming from the forest thus creating a small, fish-less, fresh-water pool. It was a seriously magical place. Especially the morning I hopped in during a rain forest downpour.
In the afternoon we visited a native village and were treated with a dance from their Indian tradition. Antonios helped me get in the spirit by painting my face with paprika. Who knew spit and paprika would be so hard to wash off...
In the evening, we went gator hunting. Or cayman spotting. Have you ever heard alligators referred to as cayman? The guides insist cayman is the English word for what they were describing. I'm not convinced... Either way, by the end of the night I had held a baby cayman, upping the count of wild animals I came in close, personal contact with in Brazil.
Do you see this little slice of heaven? At the back of EcoPark, they found a huge, bowl-shaped slab of red granite which connects to a stream coming from the forest thus creating a small, fish-less, fresh-water pool. It was a seriously magical place. Especially the morning I hopped in during a rain forest downpour.
3 comments:
I've never heard those alligator creatures called caymans. Do you think it is an American vs British thing, like a truck and a lorry?
The Brits in the group seemed equally baffled. Who knows! Makes me more interested in visiting the Cayman Islands.
Wow. You can see the red granite from the bottom of the spring. I can't imagine how much more beautiful it was in person. So much better than a hot tub.
That little alligator is super cute. Why is everything so cute when you make it tiny??
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