Answer from Amazonia

It is part of my personality that unregulated things at least partially keep me awake. For days now, a few of these things have plagued me in the early hours of the morning.

Where the heck do I have to go exactly in Amazonia? I have researched and found various, widely spaced, possible places. Great!
It is also part of my personality that I like to put off such unresolved matters. Thanks to Veronica and her brother, the question of 'Which bus at what time?' has been wonderfully resolved.
Yes, and now the question of the location too. The day before yesterday I sent an email to Tzamarenda Gyru, and today the answer came. It's as simple as probably life there: just ask the driver of the buses from Puyo to Palora. Tell him to drop you off at Paroquia 16 de Diciembre. That's before Palora and from there it's about 4 kilometers to their Shuar community.

And that's exactly how I'm going to do it. Although I have a 23 kg suitcase with small wheels attached, ideal for the smooth airport floor, which may not be so convenient in the rainforest. Maybe there's some kind of car there that goes towards Comunidad. Maybe not.
Do you know the movie 'Fitzcarraldo'? (Film by Werner Herzog with Klaus Kinski). They drag a paddle steamer through the Amazon rainforest over a hill to let it splash into another river on the other side. Without any film tricks. All real. With the muscle power of the locals. Oh god, I hope I don't have anything similar in store for me. But if necessary ... Anyway, I have decided to arrive there at some point. I also have images in my mind of standing there, at the edge of the rainforest road, and the rain pouring down so heavily that the umbrella is no longer of any use and the suitcase slowly fills with water (Oh god, now it will easily weigh 30 kg!!)

These are the thoughts that wake me up in the morning. There's nothing like a well-organized trip. Just like our beach vacation. No worries, just lying down, reading, sleeping, eating, ... Maybe I'll take a cruise again.

Tomorrow there should be a few photos again. Manuela and I are leaving early in the morning for Otavalo. It's in the north of Quito and is the largest indigenous market in the area. Must be very impressive and according to the information from the local professors here at the school, it's more beautiful in the morning because there are still animals being brought to the market.

Vamos a ver. I can't sleep for long anyway when thoughts are racing through my mind like ... ;-)