Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Amazing Amazon, continued...

My last entry described our ordeal in trying to get back home to Brazil.  I am happy to report that we finally made it today (though are still waiting for our luggage to be delivered).  As promised, I have continued the tale of our time in the Amazon - from the comfort of my own home!  I'm breaking it up, as there is a lot to tell, and a lot of details to share - here are days one and two in the jungle.  Enjoy!

So, now, I’ll try to get back onto the story of our trip to the Amazon.  The morning after our spectacular sunset viewing, the drivers from the Anavilhanas Jungle Lodge picked us up promptly at 8:30 and we boarded the vans for the 3 hour trip into the jungle.  On our way, we took a ferry that took us across the Rio Negro, passing many floating houses whose residents depend on boats to get anywhere during the high season.  Then we traveled west for almost 80 KM on a road parallel to the Amazon River, where the people depend on agriculture and brick production for their livelihoods.  We passed some Amazonian creeks and lakes, and saw many locals swimming and playing in their waters.  Finally, we headed north for another 100 KM toward the small town of Novo Airao, which sits on the right bank of the Rio Negro, before finally reaching a little dirt road that lead us to this amazing resort, built in the middle of the forest. 
 
The Anavilhanas Jungle Lodge is a small resort that is situated in a vast stretch of untouched Brazilian Amazon Rainforest, along the bank of the Rio Negro.  It is aptly named for the Anavilhanas Archipelago, which is the world’s largest river archipelago with over 400 islands.  It was impossible to grasp the immense expanse of the river – the island we could see across from the resort was 2.5 KM away, while it was over 20 KM to the opposite river bank.  Since the water was at its highest levels, 10 to 12 meters above the dry season levels, much of the forest and islands were submerged.  The canals that form between the islands are known as “Igarape”, while the floating islands are called “Igapo”.  There is a lot of interesting wildlife that can be seen in the rainforest; however, with the water at such high stages, many of the animals move farther inland.  That didn’t stop a wild boar from running across the road right in front of our van as we approached the resort!

We were greeted in the reception area, an open-air room with a thatch roof, with fresh juices made from local fruits (I wish I could remember what they were called) and given an itinerary of the excursions we would be taking over the next few days.  After being shown to our cabins, which looked like thatch-roofed huts and were each equipped with hammocks on the porches (and, thankfully, A/C), we were treated to a delicious lunch, prepared in the style of local cuisine.  The dining room also was completely open to the outdoors, surrounded by the forest – as the resort brochure claims, we really felt as though we were experiencing the “perfect balance between nature and comfort, adventure and peace.”  After lunch we had a couple of hours to explore the resort’s amenities, including a relaxation area – also open-air with many hammocks and a massage table – as well as the swimming pool that overlooks the river, and the bar, library and pool table (where the kids spent most of their free time) in the reception area. 
 
Our first excursion was a tour (by boat, of course) through the archipelago.  The tours always began and ended at the “boat-house” – a small building and dock that had to be reached by walking across a narrow wooden plank.  Miraculously, no one accidentally ended up in the water in all of our comings and goings.  We spent the next two hours getting a lesson about the local plants and animals, and the river itself, while seeing some of the most beautiful natural scenery we’ve been privileged to witness.  Our boat entered some of the channels and floated between the trees in the submerged islands – sometimes so close that we had to duck beneath or move branches as we passed.  We saw several parrots and macaws in flight, and even spotted a three-toed sloth high in a tree (a rare sighting during the day, given that they are nocturnal creatures).  We were all amused by our guide, a Swiss man named Zacharias, with a bit of a dry personality who was describing the habits of the sloth – imagine our surprise when he told us that the animal only comes out of the trees once a week to “shit”!  Ian and Alex’s eyes were as big as saucers they stared back at us in pure amusement, and I couldn’t stop laughing as he repeated the word about 6 more times!  I really don’t know if he realized that we don’t use that word in daily language, but I wasn’t about to be the one to tell him.  Once our lesson about the sloth had concluded, we were taken back to the lodge for some rest and relaxation – Matt and I enjoyed a caipirinha by the pool while the kids played and swam.
 
After dinner we were ready for our second outing of the day, a “Night Spotting and Sounds of Nature” tour.  Once again, we boarded the boat, this time in the dark – we had sprayed ourselves with “Off” to keep away any mosquitoes (this was the Amazon, after all) – and reassured the kids that we were not going to be attacked by any creatures of the night.  We really needn’t have worried about the mosquitoes – one of the resort’s claims is that because it sits on the acidic waters of the Rio Negro, the insects cannot proliferate there – this is one of the things that draws tourists to this area of the Amazon.  As a matter of fact, none of us got a single mosquito bite during our entire time in the jungle.  During our boat ride, our guide would shine a large spotlight into the trees at the edge of the water and looked for the yellow or red reflection of nocturnal critter’s eyes flashing back at us.  We were able to see a few small caiman (small crocodiles), as well as an emerald tree boa wrapped tightly around the branch of a tree.  More impressive than the animals, though, was the sheer number and beauty of the stars in the night sky – I have never seen so many stars!  Though I don’t recognize many constellations, I know that the ones in the southern hemisphere are different than the ones seen north of the equator; however, our guide did point out the Southern Cross.  My favorite moment of our trip to the jungle was when the driver turned off the engine and we sat in the still water, in complete darkness, save for the light coming from the stars, and listened to the sounds of nature.  It is hard to describe that moment, the feeling of awe and wonder of the world around me, looking at the stars and listening to crickets, bullfrogs, and other nocturnal creatures singing their songs, and sharing that with our kids; I didn’t want it to end.  Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever, and after a few minutes of complete peace the engines were started and we were returned to our cabins to rest up for the next day’s activities.

First up on our list of activities for Day 2 of our stay in the Anavilhanas was a hike through the jungle.  During this 2 hour adventure, we were taught about the many different plants and their medicinal properties used by the local and indigenous tribes.  Our guide showed us huge ant colonies – the ants are allowed to crawl all over a person and crushed onto the skin to provide the effect of a mosquito repellant.  We also were shown white powder that grew on the trunk of certain trees and is used for respiratory ailments, as well as to cure headaches.  There are trees and plants that provide effective birth control, as well as relief from kidney stones, while others can reduce the blood sugar levels of diabetics.  Along the way, we were startled by a herd of 40 to 50 wild boar that ran across the path we were traveling – knowing these can be dangerous animals, we were relieved that they were about 30 yards away from where we were standing and seemed to want nothing to do with us.  Toward the end of our hike, our friend Pilar was walking ahead of the group with one of our guides, taking advantage of the photo-opportunities that were everywhere.  Out of the blue, we heard a blood-curdling scream and thought she had been attacked by a wild animal.  As we rushed ahead to see what had happened, we found a very startled and pale Pilar, who had freaked out when the guide taunted a huge tarantula out of her home.  She is not a fan of spiders, and seeing one of the world’s largest arachnoids gingerly crawling out of a hole in the ground left her shaking and nervous for the rest of the morning.  I think seeing the tarantula was the highlight of the day for Ian and Alex – Matt and I thought it was pretty cool, too!  At the end of our hike, we were lead out of the forest and to canoes that were waiting for us – except we were the ones that had to row back to the resort – Ian and I went in one, while Matt took Alex with him.  I was really worried and hoping we wouldn’t tip over and breathed a big sigh of relief when we made it back to the boat house without incident.
 
It was hot and humid, and after the morning’s activities Matt decided it was time to test the waters of the Rio Negro and actually get in it for a swim.  After confirming that there really wasn’t a risk of being bitten by piranhas, he slipped into the dark water and was eventually joined by Ian and Alex.  I stayed on the dock and cheered them on while I played the role of photographer.  The water of the Rio Negro really does look black, as the name indicates; however, skin seen through the water takes on the dark orange hue of iodine.  Apparently, because of the rise and fall of the water between the rainy and dry seasons, so many trees lose their leaves and bark in the river that the decomposition of these creates a high level of humus giving the water its dark color.  Feeling refreshed and relieved that indeed there were no piranhas in the near vicinity, Matt and the boys were happy to say they had swum in the Amazon and moved on to the pool before lunch and our next outing.  We spent the afternoon feeding Amazonian Pink Dolphins (we really weren’t allowed to feed them – the guides provided the food, while we were allowed to pet the dolphins as they jumped out of the water to receive their snacks) and visiting the town of Novo Airao.  In this small town we were taken to two foundations whose purpose is to provide a livelihood for the local people there.  At the first foundation, we were able to see them work on their wood crafts and pick up some souvenirs in their little shop – at the second foundation we all had fun smearing the red paint from the urucum plant onto our faces – the women using it as make-up, while the kids used it as war paint – we were quite a sight!  Day two was coming to an end, but the magic spell that seemed to have been cast over us had us enchanted and excited about our remaining time in this beautiful place.        

To be continued....

Monday, July 25, 2011

The Joys of Air Travel...


Almost 4 weeks have passed since I started the tale of our adventure in the Amazon – again, I sit in an airport, this time waiting for the return flight to Sao Paulo.  We had a wonderful time visiting family and friends and being back in the States over the past few weeks; and though it’s hard to leave this place where we feel most comfortable, it is time to get back into our own space and into a routine.  We have been on the road a lot, between Huntington, Charleston, SC, our camp on the Greenbrier River, Pittsburgh, and back to Huntington.  We were able to share in my brother’s wedding and help welcome his beautiful bride, Jenn, into our family.  The boys and Matt spent hours fishing by the river at our camp, and I spent hours shopping and enjoying the low prices and great deals that can be found at Target, Kohl’s, and Marshalls.  We’ve slept in a lot of different beds, and been the recipients of wonderful hospitality from terrific friends and family.  It has been a wonderful trip – and has taken us a bit longer to get to Brazil than anticipated.  One of the worst electrical storms we have ever seen struck Charleston, WV last Friday, just about the time we were to board our flight to Charlotte.  By the time we finally were able to get off the ground and land in NC, it was too late – our flight to Rio had already left.

Upon our arrival in Charlotte, we were told we had been rebooked through JFK in New York, then would be on to Rio and Sao Paulo the next day. Again, we were blessed by having good friends – Charlie and Kristen – who graciously picked us up at the airport and gave us beds for the night.  We enjoyed a short visit with them, and returned to the airport Saturday morning anticipating our flights home.  After trying to check-in to our flight and receiving a message that our reservation could not be located, we were a bit worried.  The agent at the desk found that we were confirmed on a flight to JFK, but had no record of any seats for us on the flight to Rio.  To make matters worse, there were no seats available on any flights going to Brazil, anywhere!  Eventually, the agent found a flight that appeared to have seats leaving out of Houston that night.  We held our breath until he told us all four of us had been rebooked, heading to Houston, then on to Sao Paulo.  

Imagine our fury and disappointment when we arrived in Houston, headed to the Continental desk to check in and found that, once again, there was no record of us being booked on that flight.  While I desperately talked to the customer service agent, Matt was on the phone with a representative for US Airways trying to figure out what was going on.  We never really got a satisfactory answer as to how this could have happened to us, TWICE!!!  Though she was trying to be helpful, the lady at Continental could do nothing to help us – the flight we thought we were taking was overbooked as it was, and there was nothing else leaving Houston that night.  As a matter of fact, there appeared to be no available seats on any flights to Sao Paulo until Tuesday – keep in mind this was only Saturday.  Matt, meanwhile, was on the phone for four hours, yes, FOUR HOURS, with US Airways before finally having confirmed flights 2 days later to Washington, D.C. and Sao Paulo.   

Resigned to the fact that we would be in Houston for a couple of nights, we found a hotel where we could stay and went about the business of trying to locate our luggage.  At this point, we had been all over the Houston airport, and now headed back on a train to a third terminal, where we had been told our bags were being held.  Once we explained our situation for the hundredth time, the sympathetic baggage agent set about locating and retrieving our bags.  By this point, it was almost 11:00 PM, the boys were exhausted, and we decided Matt would stay behind to wait the hour and a half we were told it could take and I took the kids to the hotel.  At half-past midnight, Matt showed up at the hotel – empty-handed.  Somehow, our bags were sent to Sao Paulo on the flight we couldn’t board!  We had been wearing the same clothes for two full days, and had nothing else with us.  Too worked up to sleep, Matt went down to the lobby to call US Airways, yet again, to complain and demand reimbursement for hotels, meals, and clothing.  We will still have to file a claim, so who knows if we’ll actually get reimbursed, but we will certainly try.

After getting some sleep and filling our stomachs with an abundant breakfast the next morning, we rented a car and headed to a local Wal-Mart to outfit ourselves with clean clothes.  Seeing that we had a whole day in Houston, we decided to make the best of it and enjoyed the afternoon at the Space Center and had a delicious dinner at a Mexican restaurant.  I was able to do laundry and the boys even got to swim in the hotel pool to burn off some energy, both last night and this morning.  Now, we sit again at the Houston airport, after being re-booked three times, hoping and praying that today’s travels will get us safely home tomorrow.  This has certainly been the most hectic and bizarre trip I have ever taken – and I hope it remains that way!

So, now, I’ll try to get back onto the story of our trip to the Amazon.  The morning after our spectacular sunset viewing, the drivers from the Anavilhanas Jungle Lodge picked us up promptly at 8:30.  We boarded the vans for the 3 hour trip into the Jungle.... (to be continued - hopefully from my living room in Brazil!)...   

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Amazon - Part One

I have been asked by several people about our trip to the Amazon and when will my blog be posted - I have been traveling for 3 weeks, and haven't had any long blocks of uninterrupted time to really gather my thoughts.  I have started an introduction about our experience in one of the world's greatest gifts to us and will share that now, with more to come...


Amazing Amazon

I am sitting in Guarulhos International Airport with Ian and Alex, waiting for our first flight which will take us one step closer to the U.S.  We arrived three hours early, having given ourselves plenty of time for traffic - luckily, it wasn’t bad and now we have plenty of time to spare. As we wait, the boys sit playing with their iPod Touch and I am going to attempt to summarize our wonderful vacation to the Amazon.  There really aren’t words to describe the beauty of the place we visited, or what we felt while there – along the same note, the pictures we took, while beautiful, could not capture the magnitude of the breathtaking, magnificent views we were blessed to experience.  It truly was the best family vacation we have taken, and will live in our memories forever.

One of the benefits of accepting an assignment in another country is the opportunity to travel and see places that would otherwise be difficult to afford – for lack of time and money.  The Amazon was at the top of our list of places to visit, and when invited by our friends, Pilar and Rafa, to join them on their vacation we were tempted to accept.  Despite the fact that our trip to the States would be just a few short days after our visit to the Amazon, photos of the scenery and the website for a remote jungle lodge beckoned us.  We figured that we only needed a few days between trips to do laundry and repack the suitcases and decided it would be a great experience for the boys – and for us – and agreed to go.  

After a four hour flight, we arrived in Manaus, the capital city of the state of Amazonas, on a hot Saturday afternoon.  I was surprised to learn that in the north of Brazil, so close to the equator, the seasons were different than in Sao Paulo, and they were beginning summer.  There, in the Amazonian Rainforest, the wet season lasts from around December to May and the dry season starts in June.  It is at this time that the local rivers are at their highest stages (having risen about 11 meters on average).  The two main tributaries of the Amazon River are the Rio Negro (Black River) and the Solimoes, and these join together in Manaus – the black water of the Rio Negro meet up with the brown murky water of the Solimoes; the waters of the rivers don’t mix for several kilometers, running side-by-side, resembling black coffee alongside café-au-lait.  They call this phenomenon “Encontro das Aguas”, the Meeting of the Waters.  After settling in at the hotel and enjoying a delicious feijoada (Brazil’s national dish of beans and slow-cooked meats) for lunch we were ready to explore. 
  
We would only be spending two nights in Manaus, one before heading into the jungle and one before returning to Sao Paulo.  Pilar had done her research and found that aside from the historic Amazonas Theater and the Meeting of the Waters, there really isn’t a lot to see in the city.  We decided to try to find a boat to take us to see the waters – after going back and forth with the travel agent in the hotel, we had a driver that, for R$350,  would take us out onto the Rio Negro to see the city’s greatest attraction.  It felt surreal to be speeding down the river, level with the tops of submerged trees, and thinking, “We’re in the Amazon!  We’re on the Amazon River!” – we could not get over how massive the river is!  I’ve borrowed this bit of information from the New World Encyclopedia, “At its widest point the Amazon River can be 6.8 miles (11 kilometers) wide during the dry season, but during the rainy season when the Amazon River floods the surrounding plains it can be up to 24.8 miles (40 kilometers) wide.”  We made it to the point where the two rivers merge, at first a bit disappointed that it wasn’t as dramatic as we had expected (apparently the difference in colors is much more visible when the river is at its lower stages), but then clearly seeing the two rivers side by side.  While our boat sat quietly, allowing us to take in the beauty surrounding us, we were accompanied by regal-looking egrets resting on large lily pads and several grey river dolphins swimming and jumping nearby.  After taking several pictures and trying to capture the beauty of nature, it was time to turn around.  On our way back to the hotel, we had the chance to witness a breathtaking sunset – the sky put on a show of spectacular light and colors as the sun became a giant orange ball that appeared to sink into the river.  At the risk of sounding corny, it truly was a magical moment.