Iquitos

The boy with the glasses was so funny, he kept staring at me then finally introduced himself. It was hard understanding his Spanish but he had figured out I was from the states and wanted to know if I knew Michael Jackson. Then there is the ONLY picture of me with the best tour guides in the world, Bacilio and Raul!

As we were going through Iquitos I asked our "escort" if he could show us the "Iron House" (listed in every tour book as the most popular feature of Iquitos) but he didn't know where it was. Furthermore, he took us to a hotel lobby for over an hour and "forbid" us to leave. What a shame it was to be in such a place and not get to see it! (I am no longer bitter).