7.30.2009

Getting to Brazil

This trip enabled me to experience Brazil for the the first time again through the eyes of my children. The Amazon is like no place on earth, Rio de Janeiro remains breathtakingly beautiful and the unique Brazilian culture makes any moment in Brazil potentially memorable. As you might tell from the Brazilian flag to the left, yellow and green are Brazil's "national colors" (like red, white and blue for the USA), hence the color choice for this blog.

A well-loved song about Rio, “Cidade Maravilhosa,” sings the praises of that city’s “thousand enchantments” and the same can certainly be said about the entire country. As is usually the case, the good things in life are not always easily within reach, and Brazil is no exception, considering:
  • Brazil on the other side of the globe, so the flight from the U.S. east coast is appx. 9 hours in duration. It's longer with connections.
  • The Brazilian equivalent of the State Department has a policy of “reciprocity,” so they subject American tourists to the same obstacles the USA places in the way of Brazilian tourists coming to the USA. These include $130 visa application fees, arcane forms to fill out, and illogical rules and processes that sometimes contradict each other. Somehow it's not comforting to know that they do the same for tourists from any country that has visa processes. Nonetheless, we were undeterred and emerged at the end of the obstacle course with our Brazilian visas.
  • In order to travel to the jungle, we became human pin cushions with vaccinations for typhoid, yellow fever, several varieties of hepatitis and seemingly endless other possible ills. Malaria medicine is a pill that you need to take once daily for two days before the trip, during the entire time in the endemic area, and also for seven days following the trip. Fortunately, we got most of our vaccinations for free from our local health department. [note: none of these vaccinations are needed for many areas of Brazil, check the CDC's Traveler's Health Site before traveling].
  • Since most of Brazil has the opposite seasons as the USA, we were in Rio & São Paulo during their winter. The Amazon is equatorial, so there is no winter (only a wet and a dry season). While we timed our trip to give us the best weather prospects, the seasons made it hard to pack. Somehow we managed.

On this trip, our first encounter with Brazilian culture happened before we left the USA at Washington-Dulles airport as we waited in the gate area for our flight. Slowly the seats filled with people that were mostly Brazilian, chatting excitedly in Portuguese. Several of our fellow passengers were highly processed moms incongruously dressed in stiletto-heeled boots and tight spandex. These same ladies were not about to let the boisterous behavior of their children interrupt their phone conversations as the kids ran around the gate area yelling while their dads smiled indulgently at them. My daughter’s raised eyebrows spoke volumes – I told her the fun was just beginning.

At boarding time, the United Airlines agents made futile announcements (in English only) for an orderly boarding process by seating group. Even though most Brazilians that can afford to travel abroad speak English quite well, it does not seem to matter at boarding time for a flight. The scene was anything but orderly, which frustrated the gate agents and greatly amused my daughter, Lilly, because I accurately predicted the scene that unfolded, explaining simply that Brazilians don’t usually like to follow rules (this was Exhibit A on this topic – more to follow later in the trip).

Day One - São Paulo and in transit

We arrived in São Paulo in the morning and our flight to Manaus was not until 8:30pm, so we had a good chunk of time to do something interesting. The first order of business was breakfast – which we had at a coffee shop right outside the baggage claim area. We were surprised at how expensive the food was: 60 reals ($31) for 4 coffees, two breakfast sandwiches and 4 pães de queijo - ouch! We always seem to plan our trips when the dollar is weakest!

Prior to our trip, we tried to prepare our children for some of the things they would see in Brazil by explaining that Brazil had a lot of people who were desperately poor. Even so, we were still startled by the little kids that came begging for our scraps when we finished breakfast at the airport and the deaf people who left trinkets or a small amount of peanuts on our table, with instructions asking for a donation for the offering.

São Paulo is one of the largest cities in the world and the possibilities are almost endless for fun and entertainment, but we wanted to do something uniquely Brazilian. Since SP is the city with the largest community of Japanese people outside of Japan, we set our sights on the Liberdade neighborhood ("Japan-town"), which also has a metrô stop and is therefore easy to get to.

Liberdade
As we waited for our first bus, we watched in amazement as one after another bicycle rider hitched their bicycles to the trees in full view of multiple large signs stating that doing so was prohibited. This was Exhibit B in my explanation to the kids about the complex relationship Brazilians have with rules.

Along the way, we passed some of the many Favelas that house the poorest of the poor in Brazil's cities, providing a glimpse into poverty that seems almost insurmountable.

It turned out that Sunday is also a day for the Liberdade street fair in the square and surrounding streets above the metro stop. Score! First stop was a street vendor for hot chocolate and pão de queijo (Brazilian cheese bread), which was welcome fare on a chilly, overcast day. Many of the vendors are Japanese artists and artisans, and we spent hours in the stands looking at the hand crafts and chatting with the vendors. Lilly found a wire artist that made animal shapes and opted for a small dragon, and then we found a young lady and her mother that made miniature origami figures and she bought a pair of origami earrings.

São Paulo’s Guarulhos Airport
We decided to head back to the airport to be sure we were able to retrieve our bags, check in for our flight and find dinner before needing to board the 3.5 hour flight to Manaus. Along the way, Lauren spotted a group of Capybara next to a pond along the highway, which are large rodents the size of dogs only found in South America.

Things are rarely easy in Brazil, so it was a good decision to head back to the airport when we did because it was crowded and many people were gathered around TV monitors, watching a soccer game between the U.S. and Brazil that the Brazilians won (nobody was surprised). Not having slept on the overnight flight, we were tired and succumbed to convenience and had dinner at Pizza Hut. We all ate happily. Speaking of happy, we found a kiosk that offered massages at the airport and Lauren became a happy client. When mom’s happy, everyone’s happy.

Changes in Brazil (part I)
Thankfully the flight to Manaus was uneventful. One thing we noticed had changed in Brazil is how common it is to see adults wearing braces on their teeth – all flight attendants on our flight sported them and it was noticeable among the people we saw in Liberdade. We were left to wonder why, and then we noticed other changes later in our trip that are hopefully good signs for the country.

Hot, Humid Jungle Air
After we arrived in Manaus, and got our bags, the hot and humid jungle air hit us in the face as we exited to the chaotic taxi stand. I don’t know why, but my command of Portuguese and ease with Brazilian culture did not prevent me from having a sense of unease as we sped away from the airport. The cover of night could not mask the fact that Manaus was a sleepy provincial capital that’s very far from the economic power of Rio and São Paulo. While I had never been to the Amazon before, I was not surprised to find it so vastly different from SP. Brazil is a continent-size country and we’d just traversed the equivalent distance (in terms of mileage and ambience) between New York City (São Paulo) and Boise, Idaho (Manaus) – very different places indeed.

Day Two – Manaus and the jungle





  • Our day started early in Manaus with a very quick breakfast grabbed on the run since we had to catch the bus by 7:30am. In the daylight, Manaus presented the many facets and contrasts seen throughout Brazil – sleek modern architecture next to run-down storefronts and/or favelas, and modern automobiles passing push-carts and innumerable street vendors. As we crossed one small bridge, I saw a favela with half of the shacks under water and I remembered that we arrived at the end of a wet season marked by record flooding.

    Over some rooftops, I glanced the dome of the famous Teatro Amazonas, the improbable opera house that could easily fit into the elegance of Paris or Vienna. We then passed through an area with gated communities and then miles and miles of military facilities with groups of soldiers jogging and doing calisthenics in the already-blazing 8:00am sun, renewing my appreciation of our air-conditioned bus.

    Our boat to the Ariaú Hotel boarded at a dock at the Tropical Hotel in the Rio Negro, which is not coincidental since both hotels are owned by the same man. During the 1.5 hour ride, we passed miles and miles of trees, occasional bluffs and ever less-frequent houses. I was struck at the enormity of the river, which is the largest tributary of the Amazon.

    End of the Wet Season
    Although we’d been warned that the river was in the midst of the worst flooding since records were kept, we really did not have a sense of just how high the water was. We were told that the river was 29.3 meters above flood stage and the math told me that was about 60 feet, but we did not quite get it until after the trip and we saw a photo of the hotel during dry season and remembered that it was called the “tree top hotel” and the entire complex was built on stilts. Even so, the first floor was under a foot of water, so the staff responded by building a network of walkways just high enough to remain above the water.

    Nature is Everywhere
    This hotel came into being as a result of Jacques Cousteau, who urged the owner of the Tropical Hotel to create the means for people from all over the world to experience the wonder of the jungle. It was constructed in the 1980s using ironwood lumber, which is no longer possible since ironwood is a protected species and it’s illegal to harvest and use ironwood.

    The stark reality of being in the middle of the jungle and the omnipresence of nature was the best aspect of this hotel. Offering comfort and accessibility in the jungle is a difficult balance to strike, and the hotel seems to manage it well while maintaining an evident respect for nature and the surrounding communities. We soon learned that the heavy screens and chain-link fences covering all windows and terraces were due to the little monkeys, which scampered everywhere and became aggressive if they believed you had food with you.

    We found it amusing that the only people who seemed to ignore the numerous signs in both Portuguese and English advising us not to feed the animals, were of course, the Brazilian tourists. As if on cue, one mother was outside the dining room, giving her toddler bananas to hand to the little monkeys while she tried to snap a picture. When I pointed to the warning sign right next to her and asked her whether or not it was allowed, she quickly responded that it was okay to feed that monkey (pointing with a banana) and it could only be bananas. Pity that she moved even more quickly away from the sign when I turned on my own camera to capture the moment (Exhibit C in the considering the complexity of Brazilians' relationship with rules).

    Jeitinho
    The hotel’s response to the flood was a good demonstration of Brazilian “jeitinho,” which is a unique hallmark of Brazilian culture and roughly translates to creative resourcefulness. Nobody does “jeitinho” like Brazilians. Jeitinho helps keep things going in the face of challenges, whether presented by Mother Nature or pesky man-made ones like rules, ordinances or government decrees. Ask any Brazilian about jeitinho and you’ll either get a knowing laugh, a shrug, rolled eyes or most likely all three. It is sometimes referred to as "o jeitinho brasileiro" (as if there were any other kind of jeitinho and you need to clarify what kind it is). I think maybe Cubans come close to having a type of "jeitinho" as part of their culture (when they refer to a "Cubanazo"), but it really doesn't hold a candle to Brazilian jeitinho.
    Nonetheless, we were pleased the hotel's management believes in jeitinho and could operate in spite of the flood because our experience was unforgettable.

    Here is an aerial photo of the hotel during the dry season, and then compare it to this shot below from the boat on approach. Notice how it's built on stilts and how high off the ground it is to get a sense of the extent of the flooding.

    Nice Surprises
    Nice surprises included air conditioning in our rooms, and the fact that the Rio Negro’s water has a pH that ranges between 3.8 and 4.3, which means that it is too acidic for mosquito breeding. Score!!! There were plenty of other bugs, but the lack of mosquitoes was a huge relief. Thinking back on it, I realize that we didn't have creepy-crawlies in our rooms, so that was nice, too. The hotel itself is built entirely of wood and all doors are beautifully carved and each floor has a lobby area with beautiful murals on the wall (see above).

    Our lunch at the hotel included a very nice buffet with a wide variety of food served in a treehouse-themed dining room ( see below).

We met other foreign hotel guests, who we joined on our excursions, which included a contingent of scientists on a side trip from an Animal Behavior Society conference in Brasília. One of the scientists was a spider behavior specialist who kept marveling at the variety of spiders that would fall into our boat as we traversed the flooded forest. That made for some interesting moments. After lunch, we went on our first expedition – piranha fishing!

Piranha Fishing
The keys to piranha fishing are the technique and the bait. Contrary to most other kinds of fishing, noise is not a problem. In fact, it’s best to slap the water with the pole to simulate the sounds of a floundering animal (or a floundering tourist – eek!), which is like a dinner bell to these critters. The bait needs to be something succulent and juicy, and we were provided cut-up cow’s heart. Since the key is to look for signs of nibbling and then abruptly try to hook the fish, I think the density of the organ meat helps the process since more tender meat might be devoured without discernible signs.

Nonetheless, many of my pieces of bait were devoured without my being able to hook a fish. Fortunately, others on the boat caught piranhas so we were able to see them up-close. We gathered them up and took them back to the hotel to be made into a soup, which became part of dinner. Piranha soup has a strong fishy flavor, which some might like. I had a few spoonfuls, but it was not to my liking.

About Piranhas
Fast facts about piranhas include:
- There are about 15 species of piranha in the waters of the Rio Negro,
- They bite up to 60 times per minute and each bite is to take a chunk of flesh.
- They can grow up to 7 kg (that’s 15lb), so imagine a fish the size of a house cat with razor-sharp teeth biting up to 60 times per minute.
- Cattle ranchers that have to run cattle through piranha-infested rivers will often sacrifice one head of cattle to satiate the piranhas in the river and save the rest of the herd, and a 1,500-lb steer can be stripped to the bone in about 5 minutes.

Piranha are scary-looking little fish whether on the end of a hook or in a pot with spices and vegetables. Evidence abounds that they are voracious predators and quite dangerous. My unease deepened about our up-coming plans to swim in the river with the dolphins and decided not to think about it.

Day Three, part one – the morning of a big day in the Jungle

Today started out at 4:45am when we were roused to grab a cup of coffee before heading out into the jungle to hear the sounds of the animals at dawn. Of course, the pre-dawn sky was dark and we could see the southern cross constellation, which figures prominently on the Brazilian flag. I’ve seen it many, many times but it’s still exciting for me to see.

The dawning of the jungle
The sounds we heard bore testament to the large variety of animals found in the jungle, including hundreds and hundreds of birds. We came upon a tree full of birds that are related to the North American Anhinga (photo to the left) They have black feathers and dive for fish, and are often found on branches or the riverbank with their wings spread out as if they were solar panels maximizing the absorption of the sun’s rays. We also saw a caiman (South American alligator) that was easily 15 feet long, but fortunately the motor of our boat scared him off.

The Jungle Walk
We went back to the hotel for breakfast and then headed out on our jungle walk. Like everything, we had to travel through the flooded forests via boat to get to ground that was high enough to walk on. We learned how the jungle is a place where Darwinian selection is vividly on display in the many ways that the wildlife compete for resources. Being on the equator, it is potentially the most productive ecosystem in the world since the local flora can photosynthesize all year long without a "winter," but the soil is relatively poor and the trees get appx. 15% of their nutrients from the soil (and the other 85% from the sun). As a result, the trees that have the edge are the ones that can spread their leaf canopy the fastest and highest, and then produce the fruit with seeds that the fauna will eat and propagate. The poorness of the soil also calls attention to the devastation that slash-and-burn farming or logging can have on the jungle and the risk of turning it irreversibly into a desert with those approaches.

As we walked along, I wanted to capture the fascinating descriptions from our guide, and all I had was a package of “Orbit” gum to write on (which thankfully is all white on the inside), so below is the recap of my gum-wrapper notes. The main reason for writing them down was to get the indigenous names of these trees and vines since they are mostly unfamiliar to me. I laughed at the absurdity of my little gum-wrapper notes because it reminded me of one of my favorite Portuguese expressions, "Quem não tem cão caça com gato." In English, that means, "If you don't have a hunting dog, hunt with your cat." LOL

Inajá / Babaçú:
The large, tall palm trees with menacing thorns are called Inajá or Babaçú Palms. Of course, the throrns are one of the defense mechanisms of the trees. There was a documented case of a man who found himself under attack by an Anaconda while in the jungle. Somehow he pinned himself against one of these Babaçú Palms and let the snake wind itself around both him and the tree. The natural result was that both the man and the snake ended up with hundreds of these long, sharp spines impaled in their bodies. The man was later hospitalized for weeks because it took that long to remove the spines from his flesh. The main point being that he was hospitalized because he lived to tell about it. The snake was later found dead from the hundreds of wounds and spines in its flesh.

Ariá / Ariaú:
“Ariá” is the indigenous name for “big potato,” a reference to the mandioca root, which is one of the main staples of the Amazonian diet since it is rich in carbohydrates. Mandioca has since expanded to become a very important part of the diet throughout Brazil, and is served and prepared a number of ways. North Americans are most familiar with its rendering as tapioca. Mandioca is also known by Brazilians as “aipim,” and in English as “cassava” or “manioc.” Cultivation of the root has spread throughout the tropics and subtropics around the world to become an important staple wherever it’s found. The suffix “ú” in the Tupí language means “big,” so the name of the hotel means “big potato.” There are two types of mandioca in cultivation – sweet and bitter. The sweet variety is very straightforward because no part of the root is toxic and can be more easily consumed as a result.

This is a picture of mandioca being sold in a supermarket.
The bitter variety yields about 5 times more starch than the sweet variety, but it must be processed to remove its toxins. It’s extra work, but apparently worth the effort because the bitter variety is more widely cultivated. This crop needs to be rotated because it depletes the soil, so it is usually cultivated for 3 years, followed by 2 years leaving the plot of land fallow.

Curarí Root:
The root of the curarí plant is what is used by the indigenous people for hunting and fishing, since it is a hallucinogenic poison that induces pulmonary arrest. Typically, it’s the poison used on the tips of arrows and darts. One traditional way it was used was to swish around in isolated pools, left behind after the annual floods. When the waters retreated, often fish would be trapped in these pools of water and shishing the arrows would kill any fish left in the pools, which would most often be piranha. When trapped, the piranha would eat the other fish trapped in the pool and eventually turn themselves on each other as available food disappeared. For this reason, it’s critical to avoid pools of water in the jungle because it can often contain one or more hungry piranhas. The practice of swishing the arrows in the pools has been discouraged since it also affects any terrestrial animals that might happen along and drink the water, which would also kill them.

Mulateiro Bark:
This tree is a curiousity because it sheds its bark, giving its trunk (not the leaves, branches or flowers) an appearance like the Crape Myrtle tree, which is common across southern regions of the USA. As the bark flakes off the tree, it can be collected and soaked in water, which is good for maintaining a healthy, youthful skin tone.

Carnaparnaúba Tree:
From it’s name, this tree is known as the mosquito tree since it’s hollows provide habitat for mosquitoes in the jungle. It’s also known as the "Lady Tree" because it's medicinal use is to help ease menstrual cramps and is actually a strong natural abortive. As a consequence, prior to using extracts from this tree, care is given to confirm that the woman is not pregnant or possibly pregnant.

Lauro Rosa:
The wood and roots of this tree contain a scent that has been used by indigenous peoples as a perfume. This essence was the original “secret ingredient” for what is commonly known as Chanel No. 5. The wood is also very durable and it's good for making furniture.

Tapiba Ants:
These ants can be crushed to release a perfume. Their nests can be found appended to the sides of trees above the forest floor. (see picture to the right)

Caferana:
The name of this bush means “fake coffee,” so called because the leaves resemble those of the coffee tree (the suffix “rana” means “fake” in the Tupí language). This bush is the source of quinine, which is a strong anti-malarial agent. (see picture to the left)

Amapá:
This tree has roots that are red-colored, which can be put into water to produce a laxative, similar to milk of magnesia. The specimen we looked at was a very large tree that also had an “Escada de Jabutí” vine climbing on it.

Escada de Jabutí:
This is a vine that has roots and bark that can be put into water to produce a very good cure for a urinary tract infection and also as a general anti-biotic. The “Jabutí” is the name for a terrestrial turtle found in the jungle and “escada” means ladder, leading one to speculate on whether or not the name comes from the durability of the vine, or the fact that it might somehow be easy to scale (easy enough for a turtle). The specimen we viewed twisted on itself (similar to the wisteria, found in North America), which made it seem strong and durable. They hang down from high up in the trees, and since they're not toxic nor covered in thorns, I imagine these are the vines that Tarzan might have swung on...

Bréu:
This is referred to as “Amazonian Myrrh,” since its sap excretes into a white, waxy substance that has a strong smell reminiscent of myrrh, or possibly eucalyptus. It’s medicinal application is to combat sinus infections by inhaling the white smoke emitted as it burns. It is also used to seal the insides of boats and canoes since it also hardens and becomes a good sealant when it burns.

Igapó:
This is the indigenous term for “flooded forest,” which of course is everywhere in the wet season. Many of our excursions (and I suspect the shortcuts) were through the igapó. Each time we ventured in, there was a new set of challenges from branches and vines because we were in this long boat going through a rain forest at appx 40 – 60 feet above where the ground would be during dry season, like those bromeliads in the picture above – pretty wild! Due to the variety of stinging ants / other insects in the tree branches and varying degrees of plant toxicity, we were frequently reminded to not touch the trees and duck our heads as we snaked through the igapó in our boat. The picture below shows the mirror effect of the dark flood waters (hence the river's name: Rio Negro), which magnified the beauty and majesty of the forest.


Samauma:
These are very large trees that frequently grow taller than the rest of the jungle canopy and its trunk possesses a reverberating quality so that if someone beats on it with a fallen branch or other piece of wood the beating can be heard for miles around. The indigenous people would traditionally seek out one of these Samauma trees and settle nearby because they beat the trunk of this tree to call out for help if they are in distress. By custom, the people from as far away as audible to this signal would stop what they are doing and travel as long as it took to find their neighbor in distress.

Ribeirinhas / Caboclos:
This is the name to refer to the usually mixed-race people that are very commonly found in this region of Brazil. “Ribeirinha” is derived from “ribeiro,” which in Portuguese means stream (of water). It is is a reference to the fact that the rivers are the thoroughfares of the jungle, which can be easily confirmed by looking at a map of the Amazon and noting the many villages shown on the banks of rivers and no apprent roads connecting them.


The very simplified reason behind the mixing of the races came as a result of how the Portuguese approached the establishment of its Brazilian colony – sending almost exclusively male sailors and farmers, and then trying to enslave the native Tupí and Guaraní people. The natives proved uninterested in this arrangement, either escaping into the wilderness or simply not complying with orders to perform the work. The Portuguese started bringing in African slaves and apprently continued leaving the ladies back in Lisbon, perhaps like that unhappy-looking one to the right posing as "Lady with Fan" by Goya (the Spanish painter).


Over time, the Africans would also escape into the wilderness when possible and find refuge in “quilombos,” or hide-outs and often received aid from the natives. During this time, the Portuguese were intensely interested in laying claim to as much of the continent as possible. Their interest was fueled by Portugal’s rivalry with Spain, and the fact that the Papal-decreed Treaty of Tordesillas conceded only the eastern tip of Brazil, along with Africa and Asia to the Portuguese and all other lands to the west of the line to Spain. As a result, the Portuguese colonists deployed explorers into the interior of Brazil to plant the Portuguese flag wherever they could. These explorers were called “bandeirantes,” which is derived from “bandeira,” the Portuguese word for “flag.”

The key detail, of course, is that the colonists continued to leave many of the Portuguese ladies behind in Lisbon. If and when they were taken to the Brazilian colony, they usually stayed in the coastal cities, which of course further drove the mixing of races, especially in the interior. Check out the first few chapters of Peter Robb’s book, "A Death in Brazil" for an interesting description of Brazil’s history of the mixing of races.

There may be other details we got from our exceptional guide, but my gum package ran out of room for key words to jog my memory, so that’s about what I was able to get down from our jungle walk. Fortunately, Lauren also recorded some video of our guide’s descriptions.

About our Guides:
The enormous presence of the jungle at the hotel for us meant that the best part about the hotel were the excursions (closely followed by our airconditioned bug-free room). The foreign guests are assigned to an English-speaking guide (or other languages) and we had the good fortune to be part of Marigita's group.
Marigita herself has had an interesting life on several continents, and it was fascinating to hear how she came to learn English, German, Italian, Spanish and of course her native Portuguese. She worked with our navigator, Roberto, who is from the area and clearly knows his way around the jungle. So in that picture to the left, it was night time and he just came out of the river with a baby caiman he dove after, and you can see that the high-powered flash light Marigita is holding (the only light out there) is hooked up to a car battery with a plastic cover over it. Pretty wild!


It was also nice that Roberto always remembered to stock a cooler with cold drinks that we were able to gratefully buy during our excursions. In thinking back on our experience at the Ariaú Hotel, at no point did we ever feel our lives were in danger or that our guides were anything other than completely knowledgeable and very much aware of the importance of preserving the delicate ecology of the jungle.

Day Three, part two – the afternoon of a big day in the Jungle

We headed back for lunch after our jungle walk and then had some time to relax, which we opted to do in our air-conditioned room. We might have even napped, but we did not have a clock and there was no phone in the room to request a wake-up call and we definitely did not want to miss our chance to swim with the dolphins! Those pictures below were taken with our two disposable water cameras.

Swimming with River Dolphins
Brazilians call the river dolphins “botos,” and by coincidence National Geographic magazine did a story on the botos in the June 2009 issue. They are truly dolphins and they really are pink and gray, and the guide calls them and keeps the interested with a bucket of fish so we have a chance to see them up close and even touch them. It was interesting how they used intermittent reinforcement with the fish so they were more motivated to stick around and play with us. Way, way cool. Here’s the best news: botos and caimans are the two natural predators of piranha and since the botos use sonar and make distinctive noises as they surface for air, the piranhas scatter when botos are around. Score!!

We put on life preservers and swam out into the river with the botos, which was cool in and of itself, but also refreshing because there would be no other going in the water on this trip and one thing’s for sure – the sun is hot on the equator no matter what time of year it is. We found out that the hotel limits dolphin excursions to twice a week so the botos do not become too dependent on being fed from the bucket of fish.

Visit to the Family Farm:
As if all we’d done this day was not enough, we were not through - next up was a visit to a family farm! Somehow none of us were tired because it was all so fascinating. At the family farm, we saw a demonstration of how the people in the region make their living. We learned about the variety of crops most typically raised, and saw demonstations of how they harvest and process mandioca. We got to have a taste of the delicious flat bread they make from the mandioca flour, and also açaí juice from berries picked from the towering palms they grow on. Fresh, pure açaí juice reminded me of the taste of mulberries – sweet, with an earthy edge. Those towering palm trees above and to the right are Açaí palms.

We stopped at a second family farm and discovered later that it was the family of our guide’s assistant, Roberto. Roberto’s family’s farm was completely flooded and the interior of their house featured the same type of raised crosswalk boards we teetered on at the hotel. They had some tables with handcrafts out, which we happily bought from because we figured it was one of their sources of income.

Caiman Spotting at Night
We headed back to the hotel for dinner, and because we didn’t do enough that day, we headed out after dark to spot caimans. As they do with alligators in Florida, it’s best done at night and with a flash light to look for their eyes. Our guides brought a heavy-duty search light hooked up to a car battery, which threw off a very powerful beam. Even so I was not able to see any caiman eyes, but the guides did and then surprised us by diving into the water to capture one. It was about 3 feet long and the key is to hold it very firmly at both the neck and the base of the tail.

There are 3 varieties of Caiman found in the Rio Negro basin and all are carnivorous predators. They have been known to stalk their prey and when they attack, they first immobilize their prey with a swipe of their powerful tail and then bite. Caiman are a protected species and are one of the few natural predators of piranha.

After this long day, it goes without saying that we all slept well.

Day Four – Another day in the jungle

The Natives’ Villages:
After breakfast, we headed out to an indigenous village, where we learned about how the people in these villages lead their lives. The main economic activities are farming and fishing, and some of the more organized villages operate also as a collective in which they contribute to a pool of money and the villagers can borrow from the pool. Electricity is often available only with a generator, so the times the generator operates is regulated. Also, the regional governments usually subsidize the cost of gasoline for these generators.

Some of the villages have a school, and at times the teacher has to take a boat to collect the students from their homes or from neighboring villages. The stark reality of these circumstances are such that instruction happens only on Monday through Thursday, and the people that can found to teach under these conditions are often the ones unable to get a teaching position elsewhere. The schoolhouse we visited (see picture above) reminded me of something out of Gilligan’s Island, with a palm-thatch roof and unscreened, open windows.

Some of these villages are vestiges of settlements of the workers who harvested the latex from the rubber trees, back in the late 1800s when the Amazon was the only place that rubber trees growed and Brazil enjoyed a monopoly. After the British smuggled rubber tree seeds out and began cultvation in Malaysia, the Brazilian monopoly ended and the rubber-fueled economic boom disappeared overnight.

We saw how latex is collected from the trees and then processed into hard rubber by vulcanization, changing the composition of the latex into rubber more from the smoke than the heat of the charcoal fires. The milky substance in the little can is fresh sap from a rubber tree 10 feet away being poured onto the already-vulcanized rubber ball and smoked it. Alex got to try on a little rubber boot made from the process that was demonstrated.

More Piranha Fishing
After lunch, we headed out for another round of piranha fishing and got served a tureen of piranha soup at dinner (yum! – not!), but fortunately there were other items available.

We happened upon this toad while we were in one of the villages, which provided a cute photo op for Lilly, who was careful not to touch it...

Getting to the Ariaú Hotel:
This place is not easy to get to, and you should budget a full day (or more) to get there, and a full day to get back just for travel. In our case, frequent flyer miles took us to São Paulo (free tickets for 4 to Brazil - cha-ching!) but then we had to back-track 3.5 hours when there are actually direct flights to Manaus from Miami and Atlanta (maybe other places). Once you're in Manaus, try to get the earliest boat to the hotel in the morning so you can make use of the afternoon that same day.

Recommendation: Use Travel Agent
Perhaps the most important tip I can provide is perhaps to use a travel agent to book your trip, because the rates we paid were about half of what was quoted on the Hotel Website and we were not able to deal directly with the hotel before our trip, whereas our agent was very accessible. We found our agent on the Web, and then felt more comfortable when they were mentioned in Lonely Planet Guide/Brazil and Fodor’s Guide/Brazil. Plus, our agent was fully bilingual in English and Portuguese (both email and phone) and took the step of advising us in advance via email that the hotel was partially submerged due to record flooding.

I have no hesitation recommending Viverde Travel and Luciana Kalvon Pedroso. Call her in the office at: 011-55-92-3248-9988 or her cell phone at: 011-55-92-9996-1832. Their contacts are on their Web site: http://www.amazonastravel.com.br/ They have a secure Site for payment via credit card, but you may have to alert your card company first to expect a large charge from a Brazil (we needed to). You will see other jungle lodges as options on their Sites, but I cannot comment on any of them. I can say that the Ariaú Amazon Towers was a great choice.

NOTE: If you are traveling with children, there are discounts at the hotel for ages 10-11 (50%) and age 9 and under (free). TAM Brazilian Airlines also has discounts (50%) for children, and I can't recall the age cut-off but it's on their Site.

Day Five – morning in the jungle, Manaus, then Rio

Environment Protectors
We woke up and had breakfast and then received certificates from the hotel naming us “Environment Protector” for having participated in their excursions. In each of the circumstances, at no point did we feel endangered and it was clear that the excursions were had the goal of engendering understanding and respect for the ecosystem.
Sadly, we headed back to Manaus by boat. The Rio Negro has several locations where it becomes very wide, referred to as “bays.” The trip between the Ariaú and Manaus goes through a narrow point that separates two of these bays. Adhjacent to the Ariaú is the world’s largest river archipelago – the Anavilhanas Archipelago, which is entirely under protection by the Brazilian government as an ecological preserve.

Manaus and the Teatro Amazonas
While back in Manaus, we decided to tour the Teatro Amazonaswhich is a beautiful opera house that’s still in use today to stage productions. All elements of the TA were designed and sourced in Europe, so It’s an amazing testament to what people can do if they get too much money too quickly. Alex was pleased to see that there is a replica of the TA on display made entirely of over 36,000 Lego blocks (see below).

We got the benefit of having an earnest taxi driver that looked old enough to be around when the TA was built in 1896. He spent a lot of time bragging about how Manaus is so “safe and calm” that you just don’t see police on the street. He got creative with explanations beginning with the third policeman I pointed out as we passed . I decided to lay off on him because I did not want him to get into an accident (in case he forgot to take his Geritol that morning or something like that…).

We made it back to the airport in time to have a late lunch at Bob’s for R$57 ($30) for the equivalent of 4 value meals at Mickey D’s. Ouch! And we did not even get toys with our meals, and Bob’s doesn’t have Ronald McDonald, the Hamburglar or even Mayor McCheese…

Hapless Tourists Connecting in Brasília
Of course getting from Manaus to Rio was not easy. Our layover in Brasília, however, put is in a position to experience the kindness of Brazilians. Every monitor in the airport showed our flight as departing from Gate 10, as did our e-tickets and boarding passes. Gate 10 was under construction and every time we asked an airline employee which gate it was and how could we depart a gate that’s under construction, we got a different and contradictory answer. What impressed me was how three different random people made it a point to stop and try to help us, explaining that it would either end up being gate 9 or gate E/F (downstairs) but we’d just have to listen carefully for the announcement when boarding. All 3 of the people had a good laugh with us at how bizarre the situation was, but told us to keep the faith and listen carefully to the announcements because apparently that gate had been like that for about 6 months and it was never consistent which gate the Rio flight departed from. Ahhhh – only in Brazil !!!!!!!!!

Arriving in Rio
The flights to Rio (connecting in Brasília) were uneventful, other than the Brasília-Rio flight was full of business people in business suits, briefcases and blackberries. Even though the pilot said the temperature in Brasília was 26°C (80°F), most everyone wore cold weather clothing and there I was in shorts and flip-flops. No - we did not stick out at all on that flight. Not a bit...

Transportation Tip for fellow tourists:
If you go to Rio for the first time, getting a taxi can be a bewildering experience. I strongly suggest stopping at one of the "Radio Taxi" kiosks before you exit customs and you can pay a set rate by credit card to your hotel. Then, you can change money and do whatever you want for future transportation when you get to your hotel. Radio Taxi companies include "Cootramo," Transcoopass" and one or two others.

We arrived at Santos Dumont airport (the one closer to town) and the sight of Corcovado made me feel good. Rio captivated me ever since I first stepped foot there in the mid-seventies as a kid, and all the time I’ve spent in Rio over the years has given me such a sense of familiarity about it that it’s almost like a second home town for me.

Rio - the Original “Sin City”
I thought I was so clever to get a flight into Santos Dumont airport because it’s a short 10-15 minute cab ride from Copacabana. Wrong! Things in Brazil are simply not that easy. We ran into a traffic jam along the way on the Aterro do Flamengo because the police put up a sobriety checkpoint. We were frustrated because we were so tired, but also amazed because the Aterro is akin to Chicago’s Lake Shore Drive – it’s an expressway along the water with four lanes in each direction and it is only one of two direct routes linking Rio’s Zona Sul with the rest of the city. I could not imagine any police department in the U.S. shutting down an 8-lane highway to run a sobriety checkpoint, but here we were in the city whose reputation as “Sin City” was centuries-old (See Carnaval picture above) before Las Vegas was even built and they’ve shut down a major highway for a sobriety checkpoint at 10 p.m. on a Thursday night.

Brazil never ceases to amaze me.

Changes in Brazil (part II)
The fact that there was a sobriety checkpoint at all is a recent phenomenon in Brazil because there are multiple public-service ads on buses and taxis urging people to not drink and drive. Sobriety checkpoints are not new, but the focus on drunk driving in such a comprehensive way is noteworthy, particularly in a town that's all about leisure and entertainment. In addition, we noticed many public service ads regarding domestic violence and other "serious" topics that we took to be a sign that Brazil as a society is undergoing some changes.