There are few cars here. Instead, nearly everyone rides a motorcycle. It isn't unusual to see a family of four racing down uneven dusty streets on a motorcycle. No helmets, no protection... They run the streets day and night. It looks like a biker convention.
Hundreds of bikes park around the main plaza as people wander the coffee shops and markets. Cool breezes roll off the nearby mountains. The aroma of various fried foods mixes with the sweet scent of the upper Amazon. The night life begins. It's a typical evening in Tarapoto.
We are still a bit weary from the trip.
Our flight leaves at 12:20pm so we need to leave here at 9:30am. It's an hour drive through Lima traffic... Ugh!
I'll check in tomorrow from Tarapoto. There should be Internet there. I plan to post a beacon from Spot at some point.
After a day of rest we are repacking cargo and personal bags.
Since arriving we have added Agustin Guzman, the final member of our crew. Agustin is one of the mos respected mountain Shamen of South America. He will translate local dialects and be our go-between as we meet those living deeper in this remote area. Agustin also is highly skilled in jungle medicine should we need help.